Having nothing to do is torture. I thought it would be relaxing, but I guess I can’t just keep still and do absolutely nothing. I’ve painted (but you can’t really paint all day for a week or so). First water colour test:
I’ve shopped (and I have to stop now, to let the bank recuperate).
I’ve walked around town, by the river, through small alleys which I’ve forgotten they existed.
I’ve baked and cooked and pottered about in the kitchen like a responsible little housewife. Cake with summer berries which turned out nicely.
I’ve watched jdorama till my eyes feel like they’ll fall off. I’ve slept at 3am everynight/day and would wake up at 9am. I saw various performances. Now? hmmm…
I forgot that there’s a vascular conference yesterday. Shoot. Missed a chance.
Most people I know have gone home for the summer. I miss home! I want to go back!
Or maybe I just need to be busy. Next week, my attachment with the O&G team starts. I’m in a pickle-y situation. Half looking forward, half dreading it. Looking forward because I can stop this mundane routine of nothing-ness. Dread because I’ve mostly forgotten what I did in O&G last year and I need to relearn everything again. But then, that’s a good thing. Also, I don’t know what to expect from the prof. I wasn’t in his team last time.
So, expect to hear more moaning and complaining coming from me again, soon. For now, I’m still relaxing.
Oh yeah, I was in Kebab Klub, when I thought I was having hallucinations, hearing Michael Buble’s voice coming from somewhere outside. We went out and there, on a green stage-truck thingy, a jazz band was performing in Eyre Square and they were awesome!
He sang ‘The way you look tonight’ and my inner sakura-ness swooned. As good as Michael Buble, I’d say ^_^ And then, there was ‘Blue Moon’. *sigh sigh sigh* I can’t remember the other songs, but they were equally good. An old couple started dancing in front of us, twirling about… they looked so cute! ^_^ And can they dance! A young mother danced with her daughter while their sausage shaped dog sniffed about, trailing his leash. I couldn’t stop smiling 
Lemon and I, we stayed there the whole time, leaning against a green wall, which I now realize, is a public toilet (bet it’s a clean one though). There were a few spots around Eyre Square where some gymnasts were flipping about, guys were playing basketball, kids running around, splashing in the fountain. Perfect day
Summer is nice, neh? I need to go out again. My partner in exploration is missing though.
Just a month left… yay!
PS. I sound like an old lady, going to see orchestras, listening to oldies and jazz, baking… hahahah…
