I'VE SPILLED THE MILK

I just couldn’t resist the intense feeling of writing, here. I have been trying and I have failed myself again and again and for the umpteenth times, I am here and nothing could stop this.

I’ve never imagined that I would turn to be so deeply into writing until the moment this blog was established. Anyway, this weekend I am blessed with a-three-day of and I am indulging myself to the fullest over these three days. Thinking and planning of finishing the reports, abundant of them and settling down with few assignments which are needed to be submitted this upcoming study week. That’s the plan. What comes around goes around after all.

Going back home?

Yes, of course I do always want for that, for any reasons, only God knows how into I am with the feeling to get myself at home, to imbibe the white coffee that mum use to make when nights drop, to hang around with families who most of them stay around my house, my parents’ to be precise, to get myself loitering alone on the soft couch while watching TV without any purpose, those dark days that used to be my dear partner, all of them.

But things have changed. Let bygones be bygones.

I have to get those immoral, uncivilized activities and habit from my days, get them ditched from my schedule, stop living like a man with no purposes. I have pledged myself and I have to cling to that very promise.

Dear soul, please do understand my situation.

Will ya?

And this is so erroneous. So wrong. And books and assignments do treat me as a new friends of you guys’, stop the cantankerous and let us talk. Let us find the solution to a better relation. You know you can always count on me. Yes you have my words.