I'm bored. As in B-O-R-E-D with a capital B.
There. I said it and finally uttered it out loud. Work is boring me to death and my pseudo attempts to finish my independent study don't help either. It's just that I'm boxed into this routine for God knows how long already and then I still wonder why my life has transformed into one big snooze fest (yup, how dense can I possibly get, di ba?).
I get up in the morning, get to work, write things (mostly templates), apply warm compress and medications for my aching tendons, "pretend" to study (hahaha, yun naman eh) and sleep and do the same drill over and over and over again.
Buti na lang, mama L and bitterness are there to spice up my life every 6'o clock o di kaya'y mas maaga pa. Di ba adelia? They make life funnier and more bearable. wink* wink*
music: la di da di dah....
