Friday night. Home, PJ’s, glass of water, two laptops side by side, and most importantly, KIDS ASLEEP, house is quiet, no echoing sounds of mass killing via DIABLO 3. A dream night.
So as you can see, I have time on my hands (10 minutes to be exact) to bare my soul tonight.
I have about 7 or 8 books in line waiting to be read. My mandarin class homework sits by my laptop glaringly. I try to ignore it. It beckons, the bright orange cover of my textbook glints.
I must have learned about 250 new chinese characters by now, only a fraction of which can be easily recalled from my brain without wincing or squinting. After 32 years of life, I think I can finally shrug off that “BANANA” tag, but the amount of precious energy it saps is I think, savagely robbing me of my once YOUTHFUL appearance.
I got distracted. i was surfing the net for 30 minutes before writing this sentence. Re-reading the paragraph above reminds me I should really get some shut eye. Goodnight.