The semestral break gave me a feeling of serenity. I was away from the typical board and armchairs I see everyday. It felt right. My body and soul had been longing for refreshment and so the day came. I’m grateful for the given time but I wanted an extension though.
For more than a week of vacation. I stayed mostly at home. Nothings beats the cozy feel of your own abode. The worry-free feeling is something I can never have everyday. For the previous days, I sipped my hot milk every morning, ate my meals, did small chores, slept early and woke up early. That was my routine; But boy, I can say that’s my habit already.
I read two Summit books. There’s no regret in buying the first one (Girl Meets World) ‘cause it was so direct to the point and the scenes were vivid. There was also a slight twist in the end that will make your heart flutter. The second one, I better not say anything about it. It was nicely written but I got bored reading it to the point that I didn’t flipped the page to the end.
My vacation didn’t have a feel to it at all, I must say. Some people would climb up Baguio or Tagaytay for instance. Others would tour somewhere around the corner of the globe. But yours truly, stayed at home and let the cold breeze coming from the window envelope me. I do want to travel. It has always been my dream to travel somewhere I want to be. The things is, I’m broke, technically. And my family though keeps on blabbing ideas on how eager are they visiting who knows where ends just with the planning and doesn’t bother continuing what’s supposed to be done. It is quite disappointing being someone who is gullible. It turns out you’re having false hopes. I know, I know. I am one ambitious child but I promised myself: I’ll be working, I’ll need to save up money so that every year, I can go and take a break somewhere far.
