Sunday, March 04, 2007
I'm tired.
Tired of running home after piano, dumping my bag and dashing out of the house for tuition.
Tired of rushing to string practices/double quartet practices/sectionals after extra lessons.
Tired of running after buses/trains, just so I can arrive home by 7.30 tuesdays-fridays.
Tired of dashing out of the house to church some Friday nights right after I arrive home from string, when I receive messages that read "tasya we hv choir prac we nd u".
I'm always rushing from place to place, take for example yesterday. When I rushed from Botanic (botanical?) Gardens to National Library for the play, I had this compelling urge to turn around, head home and hug my pillow.
I just want to stop. I barely have enough me time. Anqi offered to take a train home with me after the play yesterday, but I really wasn't in the mood for making conversation. I needed to be alone.
Dear Yixiu and Ruoyu,I know I'm suffering from a bad case of PMS. Love,
nat
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