In bed and awake... (1)

I am so bored. My mondays are not really occupied because I only have to attend two classes. I always search for places I could spend my extra hours, but I could not find a place serene enough to calm my spirit. I have no other ideas but to return to the dormitory where I stay.

Oh no. My dorm only bores me more. No one to talk to, for I am not fond of just talking to anyone. Outside the dorm, I befriend a lot of people. In the dormitory, it is otherwise.

Okay. I just to have to go to my room. It was not a beautiful room, I must say. It is messy in my eyes. However, it is not a bad room. There is a particular space there I call my world. My very own study table and book shelf. I had no other activities to do other than repeatedly browsing my books, notes, readings, handouts, novels, and other stuffs I could reach. Sometimes, I feel like my roommates are thinking that I am actually a studyholic for I spend all my extra hours on our room. I wish they would not see my low scores, for they would really wonder what I did on those extra hours.

Well, I spend my time looking outside the window. Staring blankly at the sky who does not seem to change a bit, to the jeepneys who disturb my silent reverie whenever their engines start, to the people walking noisily, to the trees I occasionaly talk to. Now say it, I am not using my time productively.

For me, lucky are the days when I have assignments for I have some things to do. It is nice spending my time for something worthwhile. Without these lucky days, everything is just the same.

I wake up in the morning to prepare for my classes. After class, I head straight to the dorm then waste some time. Finally, sleep to rejuvenate. I close my eyes to prepare for the same stuffs I have to do the next day.