Yes, I just randomly captured a photo of the two bears living at the end of my study table and plastered the word "blogging" over them. Oh, and also, I casually placed a pen just beside the hand of the smaller teddy bear to make it looked like it's writing. All just because I wanted a photo for this particular blog. I know, I'm such a weirdo. I should have capture a photo of my laptop. That looks more like I'm blogging.
What was I thinking?
Anyway, let's get back to the point after such a long, pointless intro of mine. If you realize, I do blog a whole lot more frequent than other times. The reason is actually extremely stupid: I have absolutely nothing else to do.
Don't get me wrong, of course I have to get ready for college (i.e. a hell lot of packing), but other than that, I'm completely useless. What I do all day other than sleeping and eating is lounging on my couch watching TV or reading books. Mostly I watch TV because it doesn't require any brain power. But then I realize I'm becoming an useless fellow, I started to read some of the books I bought.
But the power of TV is so strong. And let's just forget about the internet.
So I feel like I'm degrading myself into some kind of useless pig with the same routine filled with nothingness. No knowledge, no thinking and my brain pretty much just sit in my head to fill up the spaces.
After the final exams of secondary school (i.e. SPM), I basically have nothing to do. Also, I'd finish my piano so I've sorta graduate from that, too. (the results haven't come out yet and I'm so damn nervous about it. Please, God, just let me pass. LET ME PASS.) So it's like I'd lost the main two purposes in my life so far and I have a month back then before college starts.
And so, here comes my often blogging. I tend to blog less before when I have examinations. Most of my blog posts are about my examinations and how I hated them. Looking back, I really miss that kind of life. At least, I have something to work on instead of doing nothing. I thought I'd really appreciate my holiday doing nothing, but in the end I just feel so empty.
In order to prevent my brain from rusting, I started to blog more often. Of course I still keep tabs on my journal, it's just that my handwriting is so awful till I wanna hit myself with a shovel for ruining my journal. Plus, typing is much easier than writing.
There's only a week left before I leave Muar for KL, which I'm so nervous about. Even though I'm only going there for further education, I still feel like I'm not sophisticated enough to survive in a big city. I feel like dying every single time I thought of it. Or just crawl under the bed and wallow forever. Writing sorta helps to calm me down a little, and also, put things into perspective so I can think clearly around it.
For instance, I feel so much better after writing (typing, but still) down my feelings last night (re: my previous post "Something Serious") and today when I looked at my videos' dislikes, I can almost laugh at them.
Well, almost. I didn't really laugh out loud, just in case my mother got the idea that I'm officially insane.
So basically I will still continue to write this often until I start school again. I'm not sure whether I have the time or leisure to actually writing this often. I know nobody except a couple of my friends read my blog (oh hi Celine and Sylvia), but that doesn't mean I'll mind, or like writing a little bit less. I mean, hello, if that's the case, I wouldn't be writing in my journal, which remain private thanks to my family who respect my privacy till no end.
Just that my dad doesn't bother me much, my mom totally doesn't have the time for it and my brother claims he hates English. So yeah, nobody really read my journal even though I left it everywhere.
I hope I can at least write a blog post once a week in order to be persistent. Other than my songs and my journal, this blog is also my baby (aw). Um, I guess I had gave birth to a lot of babies if this is the case. Whoa.
I'll have to go for now, as to continue my usual holiday routine. Yes, I'm watching another rerun of Criminal Minds. This time is about a psycho (what's new?) who saws off people's leg and stitches it on other people. So basically it's a leg switch. Well, it's quite scary if you come think of it. You wake up, and look down there's a pool of blood on the bed and your right leg isn't your right leg. It's some hairy, random, disgusting leg you haven't seen in your entire life before.
Talk about psychotic.
Anyway, sorry that this post got a little random and you're a star if you actually read this till the end. I'm going to give you a huge hug, only if I'm a hugger. No luck, I'm not. I only like to hug my mom a lot.
Till next time people.
Or tomorrow.
Or later.
Whatever.
xx
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