Okay so here’s the holiday vacation, its 1 am and I thought I can rest and like sleep early. I did! in the first few days, but then you just don’t get used to it, sleeping early I mean, don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing wrong with it, actually sleeping late IS what’s wrong, but hey, I can’t help it. So here I am thinking of something to do and yes, I end up thinking of a lot of things (and surprisingly they’re all not related to work, ha ha). I know I can’t do them all, but I really want to and I know if I did it will definitely make me happy, and probably I can prove something to myself that yes I can do it, so what the heck: Yes I can do all of it!
So technically the blues in my vacation is I actually get restless and start to think of a lot of things to do, it drives me crazy I tell you. Crazy. But maybe I’ll be crazier if I don’t start any of it. I can’t spill everything I thought of here (maybe I might start writing it on stone or something like itaga mo sa bato) but I know they’re all for the best and it’ll make my life worth something.
It’s now 1:18 and I’m already thinking of doing another thing haha, restless I tell you, restless.