Its the holidays! Oh well, sort of I guess. Well yes it is, fine. The first semester of poly life is now over, rather much quicker than I thought it would be, it was acceptable, I wouldn’t say it was vibrant. I’m still a little apprehensive somewhat. Fingers crossed, hoping everything all just turns out for the best while bracing myself for anything bad. Feels like limbo, every day just repeating a cycle. Mundane. And to a rather big extent, taedium vitae. I feel like my life is at a standstill in the cross junction of, well, life in general. Okay, not a very good context since its a new phase of my life. And yet ironically I’m feeling this way now as opposed to the initial post last month. Perhaps it was just the natural initial anxiety/apprehension which I mistook for excitement that caused me to feel that way at the start. Maybe describing it as a soulless transition period, for now, would be better. The lack of gaming devices in this household since young has cultivated quite the bookworm syndrome in me. And I’ve ran out of books to read, bugger, I have to restock soon. So I’m just stuck here, reading from the internet, revising work, watching shows on my computer, doing house chores or just about anything I can think of just to pass time, with the exception of the occasional gathering with friends which is really quite financially draining. I should find a part - time job again, soon. 

Its one of those nights where I have trouble sleeping, AGAIN, and nostalgia falls down on me like torrential rain. Scrolling through instagram just seems to amplify it, and my music player decides to play along too by playing songs that bring on the atmosphere in rapid succession. Oh bitter-sweet memories. Perhaps maybe this new phase in my life is what’s making me feel this way. 2013 has passed by in a snap, hell, I remember New Year’s like it was just yesterday. Its May already, good lord, the notion of time flying by so quickly really scares me but yet it is exciting somewhat. Come on, who doesn’t feel nervous/excited/anxious about what the future holds?

Training in a few hours time, I wager I’ll be begging victor, while catching my breath, to tone down the harshness of the training since its been almost 2 weeks since I last swam. Off I go then, at another attempt to drift off to the land of the impossible.