Nothing

Nothing outrageously exciting has been happening to me. A couple of blogs that are on my favourite list seemed to be filled with eventful entries one after another. Mine seems dull and outdated. Can't seem to feel the desire to note anything down. Maybe I'm tired, from all that room-shifting and lessons I've been hopping around. But I really do enjoy what I'm doing when I'm doing it.

It's been a good 2 months since work began to renovate my brother's room to make it my own. Now it's nice and comfy, but I haven't got the opportunity to fully enjoy it yet. The 32-inch LCD TV has only been switched on once, and that was to listen to the news on CNA. I have yet to start watching the stacks of DVD lying under the TV cabinet. Plus, there's still more packing to be done for my wardrobe, but I'm just a little worn out today to get started.

After dance yesterday, my calf muscles are still aching. Yoga today was therapeutic and singing was very enjoyable, but I really should rest now. Except I don't seem to want my mind to do so. It's like I want to keep filling up my time with everything, to keep my brain working, so that there will not be a break where I can think too much about stuff that screws me up. And then I end up screwing people around me up too.

I really should go and lie down.