So I’ve been recovering from a horrid cough/sneeze fest from last week, still a tad sniffy, but recovering well. Also with my finals coming up, so I’m studying and prepping all in all. I’m bored that’s for sure, studies were never the thing that held my interest, maybe a random topic, but never for long. I’ve tried many many times to study some subjects but I find myself unable to concentrate. Work is far more boring than I thought, and my laptop just died on me, there is something wrong with my charger or something, and I have no way to confirm till I get home.
So here I am blogging, yawning periodically and sighing. I’m taking the day off tomorrow anyway to study; I have an exam on Thursday. I find myself thinking on things long past and things that may be, I’m not usually this contemplative, but I think any girl on her period is allowed to be a tad moody,[sorry gents if that made you cringe, but that’s a fact of life] thoughtful is a mood I often find myself in, at other times its just mad at the world and craving tea.
I found myself in the bus yesterday somewhere around 6.25 and 6.30 in the evening, I had gotten a window seat and my hair banglets were blowing behind me, and realised that this was now one of my favourite times of the day. It is not quite dusk and not the night, but darkness has fallen but it still has the aftertaste of sun in its mouth, the wind that blows though the window has a hint of relief in it, cool and comforting as if to say, come on buddy let’s get you home. Not that I don’t like the day, while it is sometimes very warm the best part of the day is when the first rays of the day strike your face, not the hot, sweaty kind of warmth, but like the warm of freshly buttered toast or the feeling of peppermint facewash when you wash it off.
My cat Cleo seems to be pregnant again, so we’re trying to keep her healthy and not try to kill her periodically by smushing her with hugs, she lost her kittens last time because she wasn’t able to feed them properly, the only person more distraught than her was probably me, since I was the one who sat with her while she gave birth and moved around the kittens so she wouldn’t accidently sleep on them.
I mourn the time I don’t have, I wish I had some extra time to go eat ice cream with my friends, or just bake weird things, but as the year comes to an end I realize things might just get better. Because sometimes it seems that it cant get worse, yet it does, it grows darker and darker, bu then the sun shines and continues to shine though, so I wait for my sunshine for now, and it will come I am sure of it.
Oh also yesterday I saw a bus conductor who looked like Bruce Willis, so those who travel on the 101 Moratuwa-Pitakotuwa bus just keep an eye out, you might just meet the guy.
I’m bored and so I might put up another post today, or not, I feel restless…and now I am craving something chocolaty.
But I’ll have to wait, its lunch now. So I’m off .
Till next time dear readers.
M
P.S. *NSYNC did a comeback am totally psyched.
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