monologue

it's like i'm some sort of a monster - 

i only come out at night.

well to be exact it seems like the last week or so my mind is truly active only after midnight.

i will usually fall into a stupor of a nap after coming home from work around 6pm,

only to wake 9, 10pm to the darkness.

it will take me a few hours to 'wake up' properly, i will grab a late 'dinner',

and by about this time, around midnight, i am wide awake.

it's a strange life.

this gives me the pleasure of watching the foreign films that sbs (or sbs 2) seems to love to play a little later at night

and tonight it was the genius that is "delicatessen"

reminded me of amelie, 

the lovely quirkiness, the joyful sequences, amidst the grotesque. 

if only life could be as chilled as this.

with no pressures about studying or working or achieving things.

but i fear, i am only delaying the inevitable.

after having squandered most of my day outside enjoying myself,

i finally tidy up my apartment, run the laundry, wash the dishes, 

and hopefully soon i will settle down in front of my desk

to do some real study.

oh how i long for the day when this will all be over!