Anyway, I guess one of the most apparent reason of why I don't really enjoy my holiday is because I am somehow not very getting along with people. Even a somewhat-brain-and-personality-test stated that I am basically an introvert. It's kinda funny how people sometimes see me the other way around, though.
So, my holiday's still moving onward anyway, and it unconsciously bores me to death. You know, I practically love weekends, but I never happened to love long holidays. The unvarying, dull activities, constantly repeated everyday, gah! I never liked routines. Especially when it comes to boring exertions.
Well I admit at first I thought holiday's gonna be heavenly fun for it will require no shitty assignments, no need to set the clock to ring very early on the next day, no pressures of marks or lectures, no stresses for excess expense at the end of the month, and other sort of heavenly stuff as mentioned. Well it was fun though at first. I played with my brother lots of time, helped my mom cook (and it was kind of miracle how I can finally cook on my own!), hanged around with some friends, spent a zillion hour to watch movies and read books, had my boyfriend drop by to date at home... It was perfection! But when it came to repeat again and again within these 2 months that the repetition itself has even came to uncountable number, hell sure I got bored!
I thought if I could get some freelance jobs here but then as I searched I can't find any interesting offer to apply. Well what can I say? This city I lived in is so not-cool that I can't even find a more proper word to define the not-cool-ness of it!
Oh have I complained too much? Do any of you yearn for holiday, instead? If only we can exchange, dude, I would really love to.
Enjoy your day.
1 comment:
I wont do this.
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what is this?
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