So a realization hit me recently. I'm not bored no more. I haven't complained about being bored, having nothing to do, or even have nothing to think about.
I remember the days I be at home where I complain to my mom or through a msn conversation to my friends how I had nothing to do, well, except bum around the house or be a lazy couch potato.
Those days have been non-existent since I've entered University. How weird and odd this realization is. Not like I'm not a couch potato now, but I realized how occupied and busy my life has become. Be it school and the work load-exams, assignments, projects, papers or work or church and my commitments there, I guess its not a bad thing to be busy right? But sometimes I wish I could have those days back, where I actually had nothing to do. Nothing at all...
Perhaps its a process of growing up. Another year, another responsibility? Or if I take a different perspective on this, it could be a beneficial thing. I'm learning to prioritize and schedule allotted tasks to designated time slots. Though sometimes, I feel I don't have enough time.
Odd, I'm so odd
hehe. I like this post. Because of how truthful it is of reality. Good kind of boredom is being able to lounge at home on the couch with a bowl of rice and chicken, a dish of pineapples and strawberries, and cranberry juice while watching a chickflick (but not too cheesy).
ReplyDeleteHappy New Years, again <3
Tea
you know what they say, "you only get busier in life."
ReplyDeletejust make sure you still take a day out of each week to rest d=
happy chinese new years!