precious days

Just over a week of holidays left. How sad. Still so much to do, and so much nothing-ness to fit in, too. If I’m counting correctly, I’ve only stayed at home for the entire day four times so far these holidays. Of course, sometimes I "go out" and don’t really do anything at all, but, as has been defined by others, if you set foot outside the house, then you’re "going out".

(If you want to be pedantic about semantics, you would say that stepping outside your house and into your backyard would then count as "going out" when, of course, realistically, it hardly qualifies. But, because it is holidays, and we should not look so far into these sort of things, we are going to ignore that. Please do not get pedantic about semantics here. I have not the time to debate trivial matters.)

I have watched six movies in three weeks of holidays. I’d say that’s quite above my average, but I’m not sure what my average is exactly, so I won’t make unsupported claims here. Don’t know if I want to single out a favourite of the six, but I suppose ‘Ice Age 3’ was pretty funny. ‘The Proposal’ was also quite funny, and quite sweet, too.

Yes, I did watch ‘Hannah Montana’. And, no, it was not unbearable or lame or whatever. But I did see some parallels between the movie and the episode of ‘Hannah Montana’ this morning. I would discuss further, but I highly doubt that anyone reading this has watched both, so it would hardly be worth my time. (Yes, time is so precious now.)

The other three I’ve watched are (in chronological order): ‘Year One’, ‘Bruno’ and ‘Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince’. I would expect that enough people have seen those and talked about it to not require me to give further comment here. Yes, I am being quite lazy by not bothering to include more of my opinion and whatever, but I’m tired, and it’s good that I’m even bothering to write anything at all. Not that I don’t like blogging, but I just keep thinking of all this other stuff I could be doing now (sleep included).

I had actually intended to type up some of my notes from last semester. And I am glad to say that I have actually typed up some notes. However, it does fall a bit short of the amount I had aimed to accomplish. But, no matter. There is still time, and there is still intention to type up more notes.

Of course, because I’ve been "going out" so much these holidays, I’ve been eating out a lot, too. And, as that essentially means that meals are my own responsibility, they have been rather inconsistent and sugar-biased. (I’m not totally sure it’s correct to use "biased" in that context, but it just seemed to fit, and I can’t think of a better word at the moment.)

I’ve had so much sugar. It doesn’t help that sugar, in all its many forms and guises, is so tempting – ice-cream, cupcakes, milkshakes, waffles, cakes, tarts, pies, coffee, chocolate, biscuits, cereal, pastries, donuts – the list goes on and on. Of course, my salt and oil and whatever else intake can’t have been so great either. But how can one refuse something that’s just asking to be eaten? I’ve been eating at places I’ve never eaten at before, though – broadening my culinary experiences.

I’m too tired to write more now. Sleep deprived even in the holidays. Now, that is not quite right. But it is not completely wrong either. There is simply too much to do. A little sleep can be sacrificed here and there.