Little things in life

To sum up my day today, I share with you my facebook status.

I am now about to call it a day, to prevent the cause of all trouble, waking up late. Still have this headache since afternoon when I had to dig up my bag, turn it over several times trying to find my parking ticket. I guess, a panadol will help me to get some rest. Indeed, small things in life can do more help than we could ever imagine.

True Friend

I miss my friend, the one who I consider my sister in Christ and my mommy. For her cooking is a warmth to dire distressed body and her prayer is a cool breeze to a burning soul.

I miss her.

The capital letter b

for boring. or bored. or boredom.

Lately I feel bored with my life. Not that I don’t want to live anymore, but there must be something wrong with my life and I have to do something about it. I don’t know what. My life is okay. I am just one of those so called underpaid white collar worker, teacher. I wake up early in the morning, get my breakfast ready, teach from 7-3, hit the gym, do my laundry, stretch my legs, play my ipad, view some TV shows and sleep. On fridays I go to my Father’s home, stay there for the weekend or go out to meet some gangs, go to church on Sunday and get ready for the coming week. I have been doing this for the past 2 years. Before that I was a bit respected as a principal, where when I was bored, I can take a leave and go for short vacation. Teachers don’t have that privileges.