sundays.

i miss my old Sundays. where i use to have a simple dinner and then take that long bus ride to the other side of the island.
hang out at home and watch TV.. or go sungei road... or the library... simple inexpensive stuff.
iam trying to do that still just to keep me awake. i like finding that odd item for $2 bucks or to find that book that would inspire me that my life can be as great or to experience something filling in my tummy.
but today was bad. i felt like crying and shouting when the library didn't inspire me at all!
i don't think iam crazy... its just that when i go to he library and pick up a magazine or a book with a preety cover. i imagine how my future can be like that or i could be working on some project that will end up in a book and be in all the libraries all over the world.. things like that.
i was thinking how my life wouldnt be long enough for me to do all the things i want to do.
how i want to be a food columnist or a major PR manager or some thing.
i feel like reading my old diaries. see how much ive forgotten.

ciao>:)