Taking another yawn

It has been another hopeless week since I last decided to release some news out of my hibernation pit. I have since about a month ago been away from this pointless weblog. In my absence, I have been basically doing things that do not matter:


Sleeping long hours, hoping to gain a thicker fat covering so that I could stay away from the cold when I am outside;


Giving English tutorials to a junior and a senior high school girl respectively to earn some pocket money so that I could pay my soaring mobilephone bills;


Resuming piano practice after a ten-year period which knew of no piano keyboard. Right now I am brazenly trying to show off Beethoven's Moonlight Sonate with my rigid, stiff, lame fingers. Of course there is no hope that I could make any step beyond its First Movement;


Experiencing the first sensible seismic waves generated somewhere 170km away from the city I am hibernating. It was not until woken up by the shake when I suddenly realised an earthquake must have occurred. Since Wuhan lies outside any seismic belt, I had no panic but also got downstairs to the playground to humour my parents, who were then desperately urging me to abandon our house. It was around 8.50 in the morning and they were out having their breakfasts. In no time the palyground was full of souls with fear on their faces. We live on the 7th floor.


On the other hand, I am reaping bitter crops from the field I and my girlfriend had irrigated in the last three and a half years. We ended up parting after some endless efforts struggling to maintain the relationship. It hurt most when she cried over a phone call several days ago. Her frailty and the depth of her anguish haunted me, reminding me of what I had done to break her heart. Every time she cried, I felt guilty.


I have no idea how long this hibernation would last so I will just keep sleeping until I feel like getting up. This is therefore acknowledged to be another yawn.


Good luck to all.
28.11.05 10:14