Apologies for the lack of new entries to entertain you for almost a fortnight, of course. What else would I be apologizing for anyway?
The reason for my two week absence is not of course because I’ve changed my mind about FaceBook and created myself an account, having just spent almost fourteen days poking someone and flooding another’s Wall instead of writing something for here, goodness no.
Speaking of FaceBook, Mina showed me this hilarious video rant about FaceBook. This goes out to all those who’ve incessantly treated me like dirt for not having a FaceBook account.*coughMarloKikoIzaqcough*
Ha-ha. Eat scum FaceBookers!
As to why I haven’t posted in a while... well, I’ve come to the conclusion that whenever something worth writing about happens to me, there’s always a 40-60% chance of me actually writing about it, especially when that ‘remotely interesting thing to write about’ thing happens to me in simultaneous succession within a span of only two weeks.
In lesser and simpler sounding words... I’ve been so freaking busy, I make New Yorkers seem relaxed and easy-going!
And in case you don’t know... we’re on a ten day break from school. Like that helps! This so called ‘holiday’ is not even a holiday, not to me, no sir, uh-uh! It’s just like a regular school day, minus the ‘school’ bit! See, the maid’s gone on a little holiday of her own and guess who gets the housework dumped all over her? Sigh.
Term One of school was so freaking hectic, I was so relieved for the ten-day break, but apparently and inconsequently, my plans aren’t just to eat, sleep, repeat at all. It’s freaking eat, do the dishes, get on laptop, cook the food, eat the food, do the dishes, get the laundry done, hang the laundry, dump the garbage, get self back upstairs, get on laptop, stay up till 3 to make up for lost time on laptop, sleep until noon, repeat!! That plus countless little things in between as well! Call this a holiday? My bottom. Oh, what I wouldn’t give for simple old eat, sleep, repeat.
In more or less four days, I’d be back at school, most undoubtedly finding myself buried in an alarmingly large mound of schoolwork by the end of each day. Another sigh. I haven’t even started on my holiday homework yet... who gives homework on a holiday anyway? WHO? Obviously, teachers at my school and yours do. One more sigh and a groan.
And guess what, I haven’t even gotten over the holiday lag from the two-month break last year. And that was LAST YEAR. Heaven’s angels. And Term One has been heller busy; shall I emphasize that for you? HELLER BUSY.
January, I was suffering from holiday jetlag after two-months of wicked fun weekends, sleepovers and parties. My brain refused to kick-start yet, so I said, okay, I’ll give it some time, I’ll focus next month, it’s only the first month right?
Come the second month, followed by National Day practice every-freaking-school-day, rehearsals for that TV show, the best weekend at KB, choir practice and auditions. Not to mention piles and piles of homework and tests here and there and practicals. AND THEY SAID THE 10TH YEAR WAS HONEYMOON YEAR. MY ARSE!
And so I said, okay, second month, there’s still the third month till assessment, I’ll focus then. March carried along with it more choir practice, the choir competition , TV show rehearsals, shootings and recital rehearsals and recital nights itself.
And don’t even get me started about the state of emotional trauma I’ve been in for the last three months!!
My heart and mind have been on a freaking rollercoaster ride, I think my soul might actually throw up its insides. (You can’t say I’m full of myself now.)
I can honestly say that I am pooped. I’m pretty much surprised (and relieved) that I haven’t gone insane due to all the pressure and emotional issues going on. Oh, the human heart and mind can only handle so much...
So you can only imagine how thankful I was for the grace of term break. Only to be ruined by the maid’s absence and the endless tasks now expected of me like uh, doing the laundry or sorting the garbage or ironing the clothes. I’m pretty surprised I’ve not been asked to paint the walls or rectify the plumbing.
Okay, let’s not talk about housework. I’ve had enough as it is. Mom will be home in half an hour and I’m willing to bet my newly bought—wait I haven’t bought anything in ages. One last sigh fellas. Never mind, she’ll be home in a bit and will probably drag me down to the kitchen to gut fish again or something.
So I’ll wrap this up and come up with another entry going over the last ten days, ‘cause believe me... enough has happened to last me a few months in solitude. Well given the current state of things, I think I will welcome a few months in peaceful, calm and school-free solitude. Ah, bliss.