I have been going to that school to help out this week, and I don't know if I like it. Well, it is definatly more productive and fulfiling than researching and reading the newspapers every morning for a job.
I've been going to the gym as well.
I don't know why I don't have much to say, I just don't feel inspired, I need something to muse upon; how about that?
Last week, I bought 1984, even though I haven't finished the eye of the sun nor did I finish another 4 or 5 books. I have no idea what is it that is wrong with me.
I mean, last night, I had spotted a parking space and by the time I reached it, someone else had parked there, guess what I did? I cried! Yes, actual, tearful crying.