Thursday 30th September 2010 2:30pm. Classical studies and geography internals untouched. I've opened up about fifty windows(an exaggeration) on my computer. I'm staring blankly at the screen hoping a little white bunny dressed in a suit will suddenly pop up and take me to Wonderland. Then, I'll drink tea with the Red Queen and laze around with the Cheshire Cat.
I've been watching too many movies lately. First I was flying away in Howl's moving castle, then I was following the yellow brick road with Dorothy. What will I do next? Will I travel to space with Wall-E or hook up with Christian in the Moulin Rouge?
Right now you are probably thinking, why isn't she writing some melodramatic poignant article like she usually does? Although I've never had more than a teaspoon of alcohol in my life, I'm drunk. Drunk from having to stay indoors all day because of the weather, drunk when I saw the price of airfares to Taiwan this Summer. My mind refuses to think anymore. The less I think, the more bliss I feel. I guess that's why alcohol is so addictive these days. It blocks out all of the pain life throws at you. By all means I'm not encouraging you to grab a bottle of vodka and pour it down your throat. Actually, whatever, you can if you want to.
I'm going to doze off now on a cushion of clouds. Hopefully I'll have some sense knocked into me when I wake up. But for now, tut tut. Goodnight my sweet...
