A Lonely Weekend

Sigh, I might be fine as long as my health and sanity are concerned, but things here are, truth be told, dull and monotonous. I spent the Saturday devouring the last of several storybooks—all of them medieval fantasy (Warcraft series, to be specific)—that I've bought here (which, admittedly, are much cheaper than those sold in Malaysia), and that's the end of the "fun" that I will have for my long stay here. Well, until I got my hands on several new ones, perhaps.

On Sunday, I relished in watching some animations (I refuse to call them cartoons) aired on the local television here, which were quite good, up until 12.00 P.M., and that's it—nothing else to fill the gap for the next half of the day, except to sleep, something of which I'm reluctant to do, since I woke up at about 9.00 A.M..

So, I did what I always do whenever I have the free time at home (in Malaysia)—think. Well, thinking it might have been, but in the essence, it's more like a transition from Singapore back to Malaysia. My mind flashed on the things that I would have done back there—playing computer games, chatting, forumming, searching up information, authoring, downloading and watching Japanese animations, and many other things that I crave even more to do now than ever.

It's not like I don't go around visiting the places here in Singapore, but I will need to have the cash (obviously) and a location to which I'm interested to go to. I've gone to newly-opened and very grand VivoCity (a main rival of Midvalley Megamall, I'll say, though it has my thumbs down for its acoustic setup—the sounds were echoing in the whole place!), Chinatown (of which nothing much appealed to me, it's just like Petaling Street in Kuala Lumpur), and a nearby shopping complex (just 10 minutes of bus ride will take me here) of which its main magnetic pull on me is the cheap books.

Still, all these novelties eventually wore off, and I found myself beset with the same loneliness that I've felt a long time ago since I've arrived here. It isn't homesickness, but rather, the change of lifestyle that forces me to give up my habitual activities (temporarily). I've gotten used to it, but my heart still yearns for the proximity with a connection to my past habits—and that will be with my computer.

Sigh. While time surely flies quickly (it's been six weeks since I'm here), but I find it a little bit too slow for my liking.

Oh, well, another month to go. I shall persevere until then.

P/S: I shall hunt for new books today!


—PhoenixFire