Consequences of Boredom

It was another boring day. I do have things to do like looking for an internship, read up on my fyp materials and other things but how often do you get to do nothing? So I guess I shouldn't complain when I actually chose to be bored. 

BUT STILL-I did some stuff today. I just came back from my evening walk to the library at Hougang Mall. It was good to get out of the house and breathe in the crisp, fresh air (although most of the time I was walking along the traffic and breathing in pollution--ahh but nothing like a little carbon monoxide now and then I suppose). I love being surrounded with books. It's like my escape from home. Yes I am a bit of nerd I suppose but I do not read as often as I used to. I blame TV. 

After borrowing some books, I headed back home via bus and started to think. I must say-when one is bored, one can really think A LOT. I started to think who, why, what, how, when and where for the most simplest issues. Currently, they are still in my head and digging for answers. Oh well. I try to kick them out but in some odd sub conscious way- I guess I want them to stay because.. well.. I am bored. 

Yes. I know. It was my choice- so I am facing the consequences of it. 

My mother is calling me to poison/cook for her now. If only pots and pans can dance to my tune like they do in Disney cartoons, perhaps cooking would be easier. Ah well. 

Good Night.