I can't get down to do anything productive. I'm just leading a nomadic (with respect to time), and direction deprived day. I miss studying days, I miss the days where life has so much more structure than now. Today, fatigue still remained the canvas as dull colors made their marks. The result? A lifeless dull picture, which greatly depicts my life. Sigh.
The traces of a sore throat vanished. Sore throats are my sworn enemy, but paradoxically I am very accustomed to facing it. Boredom plagues, camp fever strikes, and I never felt so bedridden before in my life. True enough, if I was less selfish, there could be things that I should have done.
As a result, today was spent again, lying on the mattress with my trusty laptop (my brother's to be specific) and the silk pillow I got from Suzhou, I lived a relatively relaxing day, without worries. Mid day, it rained, and that aggravates the excruciating restlessness. I ain't ashamed to admit, I really really want to go back to camp.
It is usually a pity that I do not get to blog specifically about overseas trips or camps because they span more than my memory can handle.
I really have no mood to do anything. Save me.
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