mid-hols

You'd think id be updating the blog daily now that im boring my eyeballs out at home... (no wait, thats a hyperbole....though ive lost all ability to sleep sound from lack of activity...). So I try to live it up everyday.. try new things (i was baking somethin new twice a week..n used up all the baking supplies at home that my mum barred me from baking anything 4 the rest of the month..lol.) I think i know that i should be getting a job, n earning some cash while i still have the chance to... Bu getting caught up in the lack of support from mumn'dad+not actually been offered a job after 2 interviews resulted in me weaving a cocoon around me.. n i was too comfy to leave. Yes, its me, the obsessive-compulsive perfectionist talking.... N all this while, im afraid im trying to pull a veil over the guilt of not having anything fruitful goin on during the hols. Delicate this is.... For all i know, i might just regret spending all my time working n still worry im not really living it like i ought to..

Now the results loom close by. Tho i refuse to hype about that...

Im all crossed fingers...N id reach out far, my hands and heart intertwine in prayer. But no, i wont rant out loud for it.