it's been three months, thought i should probably write an entry.
it'd probably be a serious crime against humanity if i said that holidays are over-rated but they are a bit. well, not the part about not having to go to school or work, and not the part about getting to sleep in until it's officially too late to be called morning, but the 'we're going to have sooo much fun these hols' part. sure, you're bound to have a certain measure of fun but mostly you'll just mooch around the house, think about possibly doing something productive and piss your parents off. it's a bit of a long, empty stretch, especially the term breaks.
i arrive at the end of each break with a kind of pit feeling that i've wasted the past two weeks. so every time the holidays start, to i resolve to use them constructively but every time without fail the pit feeling comes back.
eh. i'm not even going to try this time.