Dear 2014,
I like how you came barging in with such joy and enchantment.
I'm blogging from the gym again, on the cycling machine. It is yet another weekend, after 2 days of college, and an eternity of early-rising (it was just two mornings but boy it was tough).
I have mixed feelings towards the weekends here. Of course I anticipate them, all week long, and I'm glad and grateful for them. But on the weekends, I tend to give more thoughts to home. And very often, I have this urge to pack up and take an impromptu trip back, and then back out, realizing its not worth the 50 bucks and I'll just miss home more the following weekend. I guess this is the problem you have to face when home is really not that far away.
Page 5 of 365, so far so good.
I marked down all the important dates on my calendar, and noticed that this early half of the year is really, really short. I can feel time flying by already. CNY starts early this year. Trials on the final day of March. A2 in early May. It feels like I'm on some express course where the time is compressed into tiny aerosol cans.
My housemates and I were already promising each other that we'd stay till the very end of May before heading home for good (till uni starts, that is), and go on trips and adventures together.
I am not looking forward to A2. I'm honestly very afraid to go there. But life is life. I guess we're all suppose to enjoy and watch the magic work on us.
Favorite line this week: If people were rain, I was drizzle, and she was a hurricane.
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