So I'm getting used to this noworktilidieofboredom again. Seems to keep happening to me at least every year (cos yeah, preschool and break has sem breaks like that). I do know I am so going to die when I get back to work again and find out on my first day that my brain has atrophied into a peanut.
This post has a point. I just forgot it. Gad! peanut-sized brain I tell you. And it's only almost a month.
So what have I been doing aside from the non-stop eating which only makes the tummy bigger and nothing else (bah!), and the sleeping at random hours of the day, and the driving the boyfie crazy with sudden outbursts aimed to make him crazier than I am? Absolutely nothing. Thank goodness for the project365 camwhoring (yes, again with the shameless shameless plugging), something actually occupies my time. Of course I could also spend the time reading handouts sitting in my bag for weeks now so brain wouldn't actually completely disappear, but I'm just not in the mood. I will hopefully be in the mood soon though. What with the NY trip this weekend being cancelled and all. Annoying, annoying, annoying. I hate it when my plans don't push through. I'm a little OC that way. I like my schedules, they're neat and FIXED.
Also, advance Happy Hearts Day people. This should've been the first valentine I could've actually spent with someone, if he wasn't like a few thousand miles away from where I am! It's the thought that counts, but bah! Still sucks. I will hopefully get the hang of this cos it does get a little bit frustrating, and its only been a few weeks. *sigh* Must be all the things I don't know getting to me. I hate, hate not knowing how things are supposed to end. I like the knowing, it's my comfort zone. I'm so far from my comfort zone right now, I'm turning into an emotional mess. Every little thing just bugs me. How dare he says this, how could he think that, why doesn't he know this about me yet. All those little trivial bits that just blows out of proportion. Messy, messy, messy. Not that I was completely stable before... whole different story.
Having this too much free time in my hand is bad for me. I better start getting busy soon.