My life is incredibly boring. Boring, boring, BORING. Every week’s the same routine. Monday school, Tuesday school …and yada yada. The only things that add a little ‘variety’ to my life are the occasional (or not-so-occasional) exams, tests, presentations. Things I don’t really appreciate, thank-you-very-much. Even yoga, something that I really enjoy, has become part of my weekly schedule. Of course, that’s not a bad thing, but what I’m concerned about is the fact that nothing changes, nothing deviates.
Blogging is something I do when I want to rant about the monotony of my life. If I can do nothing to change the schedule-like manner in which it operates, I might as well accept while providing myself a room to complain about it.
Yes, complaining can make life a little more bearable.
See, right now, I’m supposed to be studying for my bloddy database test on Tuesday but I’m on the verge of falling asleep. And I want to stay awake because I haven’t gotten much into my brain. And yet, REALLY don’t want to.
