Living an Ordinary Life

It's Sunday and I haven't gone to church since a century ago. I dont even care. I always tell my cousin Mitch that she would and should always go to church to fix her life. That is her favorite pastime now, fixing her life. It all just happend for her. She got a fight with her boyfriend. Then she got an indefinite suspension, then a termination after that. Her boyfriend brokeup with her for good and now she's waking up every morning just to convince herself that he and she were not meant to be. It's a really sad story. If only merely going to church could fix that, then it should have been easier.

I should make post about anything and everything good that has happend to me within the last few days..







Not much really, just living ordinary days. Who says living an ordinary life is not worth blogging? Hell, yes. How ordinary could it get. I dont know, routine stuff like waking up on the wrong side of the bed. Leaving the towel spread wet on the bed after taking a bath. Putting worn clothes anywhere where there is space. Smelling fresh clothes before wearing it (you should try it sometimes its definitely one of those things better than sex). Trying and fitting old shoes and matching it. Putting-on my jacket, helmet, gloves riding my scooter to work. Taking my first call, second call, third and so on. Having my yosi breaks and lunch at certain wierd intervals. Sometimes hanging around with some friends and then going home. At some other times I would drop by an internet cafe near our place to check a few internet stuff. Watch some TV, read my book-of-the-day-that-never-ends, eat afternoon snacks and the day is almost done. A few more musing at my old school radio checking on the most recent pop or jam hits, texting friends then going to bed.