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Bored

I am alone here at Netopia in Alabang Town Center, and I don't have anything better to do between now and 10:45 pm -- which is when the movie I'm about to watch is going to start. I'm waiting for time, and trying to kill it off as I listen to launchcast, and post on my blog. I am wishing I had something better to do with someone, but right now I don't mind spending some alone time.

For one, I am able to post on my blog in a public place. I like the anonymity, and I cherish these moments that I am anonymous, where I can be the person that I am. I want to be in a place where nobody knows my name, and where people don't mind me minding my own business. That is, only once in a while.

My Y!M contact list is almost never empty, and I'd very much like a conversation right now as I kill time.

I might try playing a game before I go grab some dinner. Or hook up with some friends from the area, or just go home watch TV until 10:45. It's getting a little more boring by the minute, but I don't mind.

Business is at a pause, and I'm contemplating on going home to Laguna tomorrow. But then right now, I'm thinking, reading, writing, almost killing time I used to never have. It's a refreshing change, but then I realize it's boring as anything else that bores me -- and there aren't a lot of things that bore me.

Time for me to get eating, or doing something else right now. My thesis has three missing things (one of them major), and I need to work on it a lot more so that I can satisfy myself, the requirement, and everybody else who believes in me.

Right now though, I need to relearn how to procrastinate.

CHill...

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  1. "I need to relearn how to procrastinate."

    >> WT?! hehehe. i'm the queen of procrastination! :D

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