lots to do... nothing quite accomplished... boo.

there are a couple of drafts in hibernation... in creation... and some unfinished entries awaiting burial at the cemetry for incomplete works of attempt... but there's always so much to do, and yet sometimes, you just can't bring yourself to do it... this restless procrastinating energy... baaah.

what am i really trying to do...? perhaps too much?! well, there're these crazy number crunching... and they really are number crunching.... all in the name of research/phd/science...?!? then there's writing up and (re-)reading-up for writing up... there's a report and THE thesis to work on... there's the twin-cities driving test to pass (Ooooh... i really hope i will!) ... there's dancing/exercising which i enjoy... there's still this unfulfilled wish to get back into music making... there's all these reading for pleasure i so want to do... there's all the cooking/cleaning/washing/shopping... and there's the arts/music/culture to explore... and places to see... and this wee humble blogspace to fill... hmmm.

and not to mention... flights to hunt... for the end of year/ start of the new year... hmmm... it's going to be nearly a trip around the world... depending on the direction of flights... should i spend hogmany/new-year's eve in aussie-land?! i wonder if one could take a train from Adelaide to Sydney... and back... maybe i could visit the universities there too... hmm. or maybe i should go only at the beginning of the new year... hmm. i can't decide. maybe you guys out there will have some advice?! hmm.

but worst of all, i am having more trouble waking up after i got over my jet-lag... i wish i could be more disciplined about going to bed early and rising earlier! i am so hopeless when it comes to waking up on a weekday... it's quite pathetic...

perhaps i ought to be grateful... because i am no longer having strange night-mare-like experiences like i did when i was briefly back in edinburgh visiting ruthie @ portobello... it was rather strange... i was with my graduate-school classmates... and we were all detained in a camp because the war had begun... but because i was not a citizen of the country... i was not released... but for some reason... i was told i could go one day... and i was asked to walk out of the gates... i wasn't sure what awaited me; my death, or freedom... or?! and i woke up frozen.

i don't usually remember my dreams unless they are quite night-marish... and this particular one i had is quite peculiar... it almost sums up everything... the unknown future... sigh.

posted by ~overacuppa~ on Thursday, 31 August, 2006 at 00:35 hrs