Idler

I'm sitting at my study desk idly flipping through the magazine for the umpteenth time and rummaged through all the books I've brought here with me,hoping to find something nice to spend the hour.A bit frustrated as none of the books went unread,I just sat and stared at my own reflection.Okay,now it's freaking me out,it's as if somebody who looks exactly like me was staring back (sharply) at me.Darn,I must be crazy!

I looked around-a week away with classes,the chaotic room was not pleasant either.Not that bad though,but it gave me this eyesore-books spreading here and there,clothes dangling in such a sight..sigh,sigh.Having the pleasure to be so absorb in other things just won't budged me to do any cleaning service now.Maybe later,so there goes another case of procrastinating.

And why again I'm telling all this here?Obviously,nothing queer or fascinating happened recently.Well maybe there were,but being one ignorant individual,I have not been in the waves for quite some time.Ignorant is bliss,and that's what I am now,sitting here,very content and comfortable,enjoying good music,eating good food,and writing my own mundane routines.Gosh,I sound really lazy..hihi..

Ooh,wait!There's a rumbling and scratching sound up in the ceiling!Rats..It amused me every time I tried to imagine what those cunning rats are up to this time.A few months after renovation,I really thought those mischievous creature were gone,'balik kampung' or went to someplace new.They like it better here eh?Well,I'm fine as long as they stay away from my clothes and my food stock and of course,as long as they don't nibble my toes!