idle hands

Dear Blog,

JKM's almost over. It's about a week to go before we'll be packing our luggages and migrating our asses back to KTDI. Gosh, I'm tired of all this moving.

This place is great, thanks to the 24/7 air-cond in our rooms. What's terrible is, I feel so very idle here. Not knowing what to do drains our energies more than physical exercise. All of us end up sleeping during the evenings, which by the way is so very different compared to the last batch of students whom are always making BBQs and heading to the beach and going to a nice seafood restaurant and stuff. Gosh, what a lazy group of students my batchmates and I are haha.

Anyway, this posting was very unproductive for me. Got lazier, slept more but shed a few pounds (wahoo!). I'm so bored, I even got to blogging again even though I have nothing in particular to blog about. I'm just dead bored. I have tonnes of reports to finish for my fieldwork and I'm not even doing that. Sheeshh.

.idle hands are the devil's playground, l e n a.

i keep on falling

Dear Blog,

It's been a week since...you know what.

Here's what it feels like deep down inside.

Constantly checking my phone, incase he texts.
Facebook chat is a must coz that's the only way I can tell whether he's online or not (I deleted him from my YM remember?)
Dr. Shaw wished me Selamat Berbuka Puasa, and I don't remember if I replied or not.
Went to Darus malam merdeka. A cute guy tried to hit on me (or so my sisters say), and I didn't even know it. I thought he was just asking me all those questions coz he just wanted to know.
I feel dead & empty inside.
I'm jealous seeing my sisters with their boyfriends. Happy, with that wide smile on their faces, especially when their bfs' names are mentioned.

Hmmm..darn. He just messaged me on Facebook chat.
I miss him. I'm such a dope.

.humpty dumpty sat on a wall, and fell. Again, and again. I'm humpty dumpty, l e n a.