This way to the stars

Bored again

I think I am deliberately killing myself.

I slept at 3am last night because I was reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, the much-awaited sixth-installment of the series. Though my head was pounding and my eyes felt as if they were ripping from their sockets I had insisted on reading one more.....just one more! chapter, so in effect when I woke up on 7am later, I felt so wasted.

The fact that I had a killer two-hour Taekwondo yesterday did not help at all. Granted, I know Foundation Forms 1 and 2 even more than the back of my hand and I can perform them even with my eyes closed, but the killer part was actually the warm-ups which were even more hard than the forms themselves. I think our coaches won't be satisfied until all of us became accomplished gymnasts/street-fighters in their classes; I mean, not all of us could do a split, and they were pushing all of us to the ground for an agonizing five minutes until I thought my ligaments and muscles were torn and permanently disabled for further use. Dammit.

The icing on the cake was that my sister and I just knew that we could have been promoted to the yellow belt months earlier - meaning we wouldn't have wasted this much tuition and we would have advanced more quickly and we would have got to doing much more exciting stuff like sparring.

By the way, I'm writing all of this in the CTC computer lab in the school, because I have a whopping four-hour break to consume until 1:30 and it's only 10:30. I am fast running out of things to do and I hope I don't go MAD in the process!

I can't wait to get home and finish that damn Harry Potter book! It's a lot more fascinating now that Ron and Hermione seems to be getting in a really complicated and totally adolescent love-hate-fight-make-up relationship. Meanwhile Harry has been developing attractions for (guess who!) Ginny, whom he actually jilted during his second year. Yikes.

In the meantime, he and Dumbledore has been piecing together memories of various people of their experiences with Voldemort (a.k.a. Tom Riddle) in order to discover more about his past and thus find out about any possible weaknesses he might have. It's a very old war strategy, actually, reminiscent of Sun Tzu's The Art of War (I actually read the first few chapters; it was a very fascinating book), wherein the old Chinese war advisor wrote that to defeat your enemy, you have to know him first, or something to that effect (in translated Chinese, of course).

I am soooo damn bored. I wish I hadn't stayed up until 3am, because if I hadn't I would have been feeling more alive today. Actually I was only reading until 2am, and I couldn't sleep because of my sister's noise in cutting up what seemed like extremely thick and crisp paper for her scrapbook.

posted by steph @ 9:59 AM