Days of summer

When you are longing for something, you are lengthening the waiting for it. Is that rule listed in Albert Einstein's theory of relativity? No, and trust me, if there is a statement sensible to our ordinary brains, it won't be anything near the genius German's principle. However, humanity does not need thousand of pages to prove this so-called feeling-of-time rule, to make it as absolutely right as the official theory of relativity. We all recognize it! Well, it's enough for psychology today, just to lure your attention into my own boredom of  wait. I've been in this pending state for nearly 1 week, longing for this stagnant attachment to end , by the way it was planned to end. Anyway, there'll be one more week ahead; and this will be the very last time I spend my Saturday morning in a office, should I swear?

Ok those italics were saved couple of weeks ago, as a remnant trail of the so call Downey Jr dynasty, you are still great icon Downey but June was a soccer time and you was outplayed a lot by Xavi and Iniesta and their fellows. And the first half of July was a endless stream of series, though the dumbass Mosby led me nowhere near his bitchy wife after 7 seasons, his wingman Stinson was worth watching. Second half of July was spent to do my Juliet Simms a favor throughout the Voice, regardless of the fact that it was all over 3 months ago and I know she never win it :(.
Time along with my suddenly pop-out thought about how a young man transform into a gentleman passed by like a wind. Yes it was the wind of change, but it needs to be a huge, huge, huge wind of change to blow my slacking ass out of this comfy situation. I have been back in town for a few days, enjoying foods and being a day sleeper, gaining fat, looking forward to see how the typhoon sweep through but it didn't come :-<, and I'm about to miss tennis and soccer, just can't get enough with youtube masturbation.
Several things to summarize my ending soon summer, and it's time for lunch now. See you another sleepless morning (:|