Holiday

I am on the usual holiday track now. Heading towards wherever it takes me, or rather in dreams I was.

Holiday can be wonderful when I looked upon it in my school days, but often I was forgetful. At the least, holiday means more work and time spent tediously, not including those late night slumber. I don't think holiday has somehow rejuvenated me, but otherwise. For this whole week, I had spend about half of it. None of it seemed to be interesting enough, or fun. I reckon it's maybe because of my laziness and workaholic style. Fun, well I felt some of it from my games and books. Books, were indeed some great companions in my loneliness so far as I think. They don't talk but convey messages clearly through endless rows or pages full of words, or rather wisdom. They don't fret like people do or complain like us do. So, books are somehow noble and knowledgeable, though books were written by authors in some ways. I read 'Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix' as I can't seem to watch the movie yet. This implies to 'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince' too, which I am reading now and then. These books were wonderous, I reckon. I had a feeling of suspense and stun throughout my reading. I can't stop myself from reading further pages. In other words, the books somehow put some kind of spell on me. Maybe it's Imperius Curse. Maybe not. Dark Arts from the book, no way. Maybe it's just too much Harry in my head. Anyway, the story was full of twists and climax that kept me from falling asleep. Someone, please lend me the movies version as I have been longing for them...

'Holiday, holiday, oh dear, that's what we hope for all year.'

Never think holiday passed so fast. My hair was growing long. I had a cut. Why I bother blogging on this? Library, I had been back. Tomorrow yet. Nobody seems to come there. Less I meant. I have tonnes of work waiting me there. That becomes horrifying, sometimes.

Too many outings organized by the RFAs, but I ain't going any of them. No money, it would had been a crazy week.

I long for things that can't be reality. I am rather dreaming. I hate it. I felt mixed feelings. I gonna talk to my books. Come here, my 'friend'...(you must think I'm suffering from severe mental-illness)...

By JM