i actually have a bad feeling about my readings and workload. not a good feeling.
sure chinese new year's really full of repetition, obligation, tradition and duty; but then again, i would think it does force us a little to make that effort (no matter how small or almost insignificant) to try to keep something. social relations, social solidarity. you may never know how it really means to someone else.
of course other times, in some cases, it's really the ultimate moment of spite, control, choice and exclusion. to make a point, to give what is deserved or simply, not worth it.
this year's routinely visits were a little changed due to some vacation holidays; but in between i ended up trying to quickly nurse a cold i caught early this morning (i could've tried to clear at least one reading).
tomorrow's going to be the usual of the first day; there goes the day.
have a good weekend, all :)
how much do you believe in something anymore? how far to do try to fight for a belief? especially when it affects what you had set to do.
it takes a lot.
Labels: peeved, ponder
