Sunday, December 21, 2003
so it was five days before christmas, and the day after i finished all my exams. two weeks of holiday in front of me. you just couldn't ask for anything better than that. finally, yesterday i got the chance to kick my lazy ass out of the room, and decided to have some walk around downtown. yet it's a perfect instance to have some treat for myself, and just getting away from the house. you'd really want to do that, especially after some fight between your landlord and his eighty-something mother as your wake-up alarm early in the morning for two days in a row (three if you count this morning too). *grunt grunt*.
downtown was full alright. most of the stores are having their annual pre-christmas sales, and people just won't let this option passing by. neither do i. well, although i still have about three books at home that i haven't even started to read, i managed to buy another two. *sigh*. you are not a stranger here by adam haslett and chuck palahniuk's lullaby. i was just couldn't resist. i know the sale wasn't much, just around 20%, but hey, i got plenty of free times waiting to be wasted, and i'm pretty sure i won't have this kind of luxury after new year. so i bought myself those books, and one new sweater, not because i couldn't control myself (at least partly) but because i actually need one. it's getting colder everyday here (today's the first day of winter), and i barely have a proper sweater. that should be a good excuse, i guess. *grin*. some end-of-the-year indulgence won't do any harm, right?

as midnight approached, you could see the pubs and clubs were getting fuller, people tried to have some fun on the last saturday night before christmas. it was fun alright. i had a good time myself. so i went home by bus, thinking about all the boring stuff needed to be done the day after (read: today): grocery shopping, laundry, cleaning my room, *groan groan*. well, you just can't expect everything at once. and yeah, just like what they said, life goes on here.