I've finally felt the extreme boredom that makes me understand why its said that boredom can kill you. On friday. I was bored of playing chess bored of reading bored of watching tv (there was nthg on anyway) bored of sleeping and yes, even bored of being bored.
So i gathered that i needed human n verbal communication, which can sometimes be very hard to achieve in a bunk where pple mainly are sleeping. even if they're awake i think there's some sort of a language barrier.. hmm.. but they were sleepign anyway.
But after the night i got bored (frustrated, maybe) with human interaction. n i slipped again into the state of sec-sch "i-hate-the-world-as-much-as-it-hates-me" mood. not the mood to do a useless redundant (yes the word redundant is redundant) parade rehearsal. think i'd better thank pte chia next to me for a spectacular performance that kept the probing eyes of ISM and RSM and all the SMs away from me. and yes, i AM sarcastic w.r.t. "spectacular"..
Not really, mb.. spectacular means a spectacle innit?
hmm...
anw lucky i snapped out of it with thanks a-many to my dear. =)
i cantored the responsorial psalm again - think i was prreeetttyyy nervous; considering the fact that i was given the task with a split second notice last week. but i think was quite smooth sailing..
and the sky's so dark n cloudy and miserable. again. good weather for a parade rehearsal.
ciao. out.
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