BORED

For the past few weeks, my life has been nothing but a big routine. With no element of spontaneity and just a sepia field of muck. My assumptions for this are as followed:

1. My family is getting old
2. My friends have matured, hence going separate ways
3. People are boring in general

It bothers me when people with freedom, friends and even an other half complains about life being boring. Why not go on a road trip? Visit new places? Frolic in the ocean? Travel?! I often wonder if they know what it's like to be me. Scientists can build an observatory panel in my house and observe our behaviours. They'd probably gorge their eyes out while shouting requests such as

1. "I'D RATHER WATCH GRASS GROW."
2. "DROWN ME IN ZOMBIE VILE."
3. "blrrghhg blrhrghghg" [Translate: I have granted my own wish and mutated myself]

Lately I feel like I'm keeping myself alive just to study. Until the day I work... Then things will be different. A ticket will be arranged to get as far away from here as possible. A long list will be written, filled with things I will do. At least I know that I will not make myself anticipate and pack for trips, only to be turned down last minute because of "groggy weather" or "business trips".

Being independent would be so. awesome.

That's explains why I don't understand why couples get married. It's the same as voluntarily asking for a Siamese twin. The idea of spending the rest of your life with ONE PERSON? Yuck! Why the hell would I want someone to be peeing in my bathroom and sharing my bed.

Common desires are confusing... Bleh, I suppose it's best to be left alone and misunderstood.

Take care,

X