Christmas holidays: I’m bored stiff
GOT home from campus just a few days ago, yesterday in fact and so far, I am bored out of my mind. Maybe I should give it a chance, wait a little and see what the future holds?
By Namuganga Edith
GOT home from campus just a few days ago, yesterday in fact and so far, I am bored out of my mind. Maybe I should give it a chance, wait a little and see what the future holds?
I woke up with a hangover. Not that kind of hangover, I mean sleep debts, the insomnia that follows reading all night, “reading trans-nightâ€, “winterâ€, whatever you want to call it.
Anyway, I woke up at midday, dragged myself out of bed, had lunch and supper combined while channel surfing.
Sounds like the good life, doesn’t it? It should be, but for some reason I can’t shake off the nightmarish feeling that I haven’t prepared for some paper.
I still remember all the equations I had to cram for this scary exam, I have failed to chill!! And then there is the issue of Christmas. I used to be so excited for weeks before the big day, all the preparations, the balloons, decorating the tree, anticipation of all that food…
But now, it just seems like a lot of work, maybe since now I have to do real work, like cooking that huge meal to feed the hungry masses.
Last year we had to clean the whole house, cook, and entertain guests, pretty exhausting. No wonder it is only the kids who love Christmas. It seems like a lot of work for just one meal (you have to admit, no one has space after lunch…), but I guess I have to change my attitude. Starting now!
Then what? The holiday seems to stretch endlessly before me; I think I am starting to understand how people turn into workaholics. I think I need to locate the new video library to cure this new strain of boredom.
Seriously, whoever evicted my guy from across the road must be a total hater. What am I to do?
After catching up on all the celeb news I missed during the exam season, I need something new apart from Zac Effron and whatshernames’ break up.
Not hating or anything but there has to be more to life than some mini stars’ hook-ups and break ups.
This is my first holiday this year and I am determined to enjoy it, whatever it takes. So, whoever has plot should just holler and save a sister from this misery.
GOT home from campus just a few days ago, yesterday in fact and so far, I am bored out of my mind. Maybe I should give it a chance, wait a little and see what the future holds?
I woke up with a hangover. Not that kind of hangover, I mean sleep debts, the insomnia that follows reading all night, “reading trans-nightâ€, “winterâ€, whatever you want to call it.
Anyway, I woke up at midday, dragged myself out of bed, had lunch and supper combined while channel surfing.
Sounds like the good life, doesn’t it? It should be, but for some reason I can’t shake off the nightmarish feeling that I haven’t prepared for some paper.
I still remember all the equations I had to cram for this scary exam, I have failed to chill!! And then there is the issue of Christmas. I used to be so excited for weeks before the big day, all the preparations, the balloons, decorating the tree, anticipation of all that food…
But now, it just seems like a lot of work, maybe since now I have to do real work, like cooking that huge meal to feed the hungry masses.
Last year we had to clean the whole house, cook, and entertain guests, pretty exhausting. No wonder it is only the kids who love Christmas. It seems like a lot of work for just one meal (you have to admit, no one has space after lunch…), but I guess I have to change my attitude. Starting now!
Then what? The holiday seems to stretch endlessly before me; I think I am starting to understand how people turn into workaholics. I think I need to locate the new video library to cure this new strain of boredom.
Seriously, whoever evicted my guy from across the road must be a total hater. What am I to do?
After catching up on all the celeb news I missed during the exam season, I need something new apart from Zac Effron and whatshernames’ break up.
Not hating or anything but there has to be more to life than some mini stars’ hook-ups and break ups.
This is my first holiday this year and I am determined to enjoy it, whatever it takes. So, whoever has plot should just holler and save a sister from this misery.