Rant.

I want to rant. This life of mine is becoming increasingly boring.

Blame the weather? Nah.

I wake up everyday and face my computer, and it is almost routine that I start to yank with friends on MSN.

Mum will then ask me if I am hungry. As always, I will say no, which she doesn't believe.

After that, I will play a match or two of C & C Generals. Make a cup of coffee to clear me up.

When I got cleared up, I get lazy and refuse to go out unless absolutely necessary.

And sit on the dirty, half-mouldy chair until I sleep at 7am.

This is boring I know.

Sigh, a holiday that doesn't seem like one.

It is almost true that when you don't have the time to do something, you always tell yourself that you will do it in the holiday, like clearing up your room and packing up useless stuff.

But when you have the time, like now, you procrastinate.

And then regret when school reopens, with a stale, post-examinational and organisational mess still alive and glaring to the eyes.

Argh. I am pissed with myself.

Sometimes in life, we do need some sort of stress in order for one to function at his/her minimal working pace.

Sometimes I miss the army days, when you just listen and work like a zombie for the whole darn day with your life finally beginning after 5.30pm when almost every single soul booked out and the remaining lifeforms likened to members of your family, so much so that you gossip with in the mess with the only fear of the HQ officers interrupting it by entering the mess abruptly.

You can booze the whole night by paying only 24 bucks for a carton of duty-free beer. Snacks are almost free if you manage to hunt them out in their secret hiding places.

After that, you sleep. Boring as it may seem, but nothing beats the company of true friends when you drink together with them.

Moreover, sleeping is a lot more easier if you drink, isn't it?

Ah, back to reality.

Good night people.