Thursday, 27 May 2010.

again, feeling bored, feeling pointless.

holidays are a very empty sort of thing when you really look at them closely.

I mean, one has Plans, one has Ideas, one decides one is going to do this or that and generally have the summer of the century,

but in the end it's just back to holing up in the house staring at a computer screen and dying over Physics like any weekend.

then there's the party tomorrow which we need to actually plan.

I hope it isn't off.

and so on and so forth.

I can't really come up with anything interesting to write right now, either,

because it's quarter to two, and I haven't left my room all day, and generally I feel like this isn't the sort of sleep-all-day-and-slack vacation I wanted.

you could say it's the wrong kind of sleep-all-day-and-slack vacation.

What happened to waterguns, and beaches, and cycling, more cycling, and inflatable splash pools, and guess what, it's only the first day of vacation proper and I'm already despairing. =_______=

there are still so many things to do, I know there are, but it's like all my thoughts are just echoing around in an empty room.

{ 1:42 pm }