Habits

I just woke up. I slept at almost 3am and now it is almost 11:30am. I was planning on having oat granola for breakfast (I asked my guy roommate to buy me fresh milk last night) but rather I'm taking it for lunch. Later, I will be meeting my sister and my brother and we're eating buffet so my stomach would be compensated.


I only have 5 units this semester and I am far from being busy:

Tuesdays and Thursday afternoons are for school. So what about the other days? What am I gonna do with this life? A lot actually. This is the life I've been wanting to have. I have been wanting to quit school so this is almost like it. Almost. Maybe. This is the perfect time to fix myself. And earn some money. Haha.

The lack of will made me hop on random things to do. This is wrong. Men's natures are alike; it is their habits that separate them. I have not been allocating time to read books when I should be spending most of my time on that. Though I miss Pip, I have to grab other books for now.

That I am writing right now is a good action and a habit I must not break: write upon waking up, where thoughts are clearer, unbiased. Record experience. Developing this habit to write would also be one of the goals this semester. These habits of reading and writing (what about architecture? don't worry I also have plans for that but not for now) would make my life stable. Watching movies could also take some of my time, as it refreshes my mind and brings me new perspective.  But only the good ones.

The Talented Mr. Ripley: reason why I slept late last night.

Matt Damon is just great. He made my arrector pili muscles contract! Basically, the movie shows how one lie can lead to ripples of lies that can affect your whole life and your well-being. It was a good watch, except for the blood.

"Don't you just take the past and put it in a room in a basement and lock the door and never go in there? That's what I do, And then you meet someone special and all you want to do is to toss them the key and say; open up, step inside, but you can't, because it's dark, There's demons and if anybody saw how ugly it is. I keep wanted to do that, fling the door open just let light in and clean everything out."

Last night at Leona Art Restaurant: dinner alone.

Also, art therapy with my roommate makes me excited! That's the long time dream. I've been yearning for paint brush and a canvas for years. It's better to be with my friends now, now that they know about me and what I am going through. To be with them has never been easier. Oh, this would be a great semester. I feel like I've been handed a new life. :)