Monday, December 26, 2011


it didnt feel like christmas at all. i mean, i knew it was around that time of the year, what with all the cheery snowmen and santas set up along the streets, but everytime i realised that it was the 25th i still felt a little surprised. in the end, the 25th of december was just the day i came back from vietnam and held no other special significance. there was a very blatant lack of christmas cheer.

a couple of days ago i was telling dawn that life's just starting to get good. right now i'm not sure what to do with it. i have nothing to do until my ingredients come home with my mum and i can bake a little. reading just cant fill the emptiness anymore and i want to do something but i don't know what. i'm tempted to read fanfiction again just to feel something other than extreme boredom.

oh and vietnam was... just a trip we took because my sister wanted to fly in an airplane again, during which she promptly felt miserable and nauseous.