Monday, March 12, 2007

Busy Again

Where does all the time go? These few days I feel like my life is exhibiting the meaning of being in a rat race. Why can't my body do with just 4 hours of sleep? Why doesn't my brain want to think of that piece of work that needs to be done?

Dang, it's only just reaching Tuesday. Looking forward to Friday already.

P/S: My aunt and uncle also went to watch An Inconvenient Truth. She thought it was a concert, which was why she went.

And I'll make a poor preacher on global warming. No one wants to listen when I start.

1 comment:

w.e.n.d.y said...

Having the same problem as you do. People start to think I'm going senile as I get older when I preach about saving the World or the melting ice in Arctic, etc etc...