Sometimes I look forward to the start of school. At least I'll be occupied. But most of the time, I do not really mind the carefree life I'm leading now - going out whenever I feel like it, and doing whatever I want without having to take into account the fact that I've tons of things still waiting for me to do (namely readings, tutorials and lecture notes).

Yesterday, after I was done with tuitioning my secondary 2 cousin, I suddenly felt this sense of satisfaction and accomplishment which I have not felt for a long time. Of course, I don't know how much she took in of what I taught her, but it got me thinking that teaching isn't necessary a bad profession after all. But then, I think I would probably dislike the rigid hours and the hold the school will have over me. Haha. Ultimately, I'd still prefer to be a part-time tutor with flexible hours. And it then occurred to me that I do not like to be tied down.

There're so many things I want to do and buy - sometimes, I wish I'm born a rich kid so I can do nothing and just go shopping the whole day long. Of course, that's wishful thinking, and actually my life's not so bad currently so I guess I shouldn't be complaining. And besides, if I really think about it, there're people out there who're worse off than me - not that I'm gloating but just trying to prove my point.

Been feeling a little under the weather these few days - blocked nose and sore throat. I want to go jogging, but the weather seems to have something against me. Whenever I make the effort to drag myself out of bed in the morning, it had to pour. Heavy downpour = no running. Bummer.

And last but not least, I miss him. I wish he didn't have to do duty so that we can spend every precious weekends together. I wish that he can take perpetual leave so we can spend as much time as possible together. But most importantly, I wish he didn't have to enlist so that we can be free to go out whenever we want without being subjected to rigid rules.

I wish, and I keep on wishing....For things not meant to be, for promises meant to be fulfilled.

Sometimes I look forward to the start of school. At least I'll be occupied. But most of the time, I do not really mind the carefree life I'm leading now - going out whenever I feel like it, and doing whatever I want without having to take into account the fact that I've tons of things still waiting for me to do (namely readings, tutorials and lecture notes).

Yesterday, after I was done with tuitioning my secondary 2 cousin, I suddenly felt this sense of satisfaction and accomplishment which I have not felt for a long time. Of course, I don't know how much she took in of what I taught her, but it got me thinking that teaching isn't necessary a bad profession after all. But then, I think I would probably dislike the rigid hours and the hold the school will have over me. Haha. Ultimately, I'd still prefer to be a part-time tutor with flexible hours. And it then occurred to me that I do not like to be tied down.

There're so many things I want to do and buy - sometimes, I wish I'm born a rich kid so I can do nothing and just go shopping the whole day long. Of course, that's wishful thinking, and actually my life's not so bad currently so I guess I shouldn't be complaining. And besides, if I really think about it, there're people out there who're worse off than me - not that I'm gloating but just trying to prove my point.

Been feeling a little under the weather these few days - blocked nose and sore throat. I want to go jogging, but the weather seems to have something against me. Whenever I make the effort to drag myself out of bed in the morning, it had to pour. Heavy downpour = no running. Bummer.

And last but not least, I miss him. I wish he didn't have to do duty so that we can spend every precious weekends together. I wish that he can take perpetual leave so we can spend as much time as possible together. But most importantly, I wish he didn't have to enlist so that we can be free to go out whenever we want without being subjected to rigid rules.

I wish, and I keep on wishing....For things not meant to be, for promises meant to be fulfilled.