Merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream
I never thought I'd say this. But I'm really bored. In a shitty, lonely way.
For someone who can always find something (productive) to do, I think I've already reached the point where I just want to go out and have fun after work or during weekends. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy having all the time for myself now that I'm working: I get to read, watch TV, whip up some of the recipes I got from my mom or from the internet, go to the gym, etc. I spent my entire weekend just staying at home and catching up on Chuck (which is a pretty good series, btw. I wonder why I didn't watch it the first time it was aired) and now I'm already on Season 2! Yey!
Ayun.. I'm beginning to feel like I'm becoming boring as a person. Or maybe I'm just being lazy. Back in college, I would pounce on the first invitation to go malling ("Tara, Trinoma/SM North tayo!"); now, it would take me 5 minutes or more to think about it. I might be losing the randomness I had in me before; I want it back.
I miss the proximity of friends where I can just make a quick call and before you know it, everyone's already at CS Parking Lot, ready to go to wherever food feast we can lay our hands on.
Just need something to do. The boredom of my weekend is killing me. Or maybe I just need to rock my boat a little bit more. :)
P.S.
Already done with Dan Brown's Da Vinci Code (Finally!). Does anyone of you have good book suggestions? Or suggested authors? Thanks. :)