The monthes of 2004
January:
“Our life is what our thoughts make it” Marcos Aurelius.
February:
Yesterday I caught up on blogs, as is my wont during the weekend.
March:
I exist. I exist. I exist.
April:
Woke up today with snotty nose and a head that was trying to thump in time to the birdsong outside.
May:
I want out I want out I want out.
June:
Why do I like Holly Golightly?
July:
No. I refuse. I’ll teeter, I’ll totter and I’ll be swept along by the wind.
August:
I love air con…it is so hot here.
September:
So I cycle to school this morning, through the road (which frankly reminds me of a Zelda Game in that it is straight and has crossroads with roads that seem to go off into the middle of nowhere, I know there`s a shield hidden in that field, if only I could find the sword to cut down the long grass and find it…) that goes past orchards and paddy fields.
October:
Internet at home!
November:
Just mooched around the flat all day, watched a film with Nesuphyn and enjoyed the taste of doing nothing for once.
December:
Teaching Good King Wenceslas to adults has occaisionally pained me.