Mysterious Notebook

sunday

10:14am

I love holidays. I hate holidays.

Hmm.. Its actually confusing. Sometimes holidays are good.

Especially after a week of Uni studies the weekend is a welcome time of rest and relax.

But sometimes, I loathe those days. When I am free and have nothing to do, nowhere to go. It sucks. Its so boring.

But.. Today I will make the best of my day.

12:30pm

It is a nice day. I slept so much that I feel full of energy ready to go bouncing through the streets.

I will have to get some stuff from the market. Mum asked me to bring them.

5pm

I hate it. This is the reason why I haate holidays.

I am bored. Irritated, frustrated and angry.

I cant find my eco graphs. I had kept them properly filed. But now I just cant locate the folder.. And the worst thing is tomorrow is the last day of submission!

Urghh.. I hate this.

Where can it be?!
Where??

7:23pm

It was in my wardrobe -_-

I dont even know how it went there.

I always keep my folders in the drawers of my study table.

I dont know. Maybe I am losing my mind literally!

Listening to music, sipping coffee and reading a P.G. Wodehouse.

Ahh.. this is the real holiday activity!

1:47am

I cant sleep.

I have been lying awake in the bed for over an hour. I am gonna get back sores this way.

I made some doodles on my phone.

Then I opened my contacts list.

And absentmindedly I stopped scrolling and continued staring at Max' number.

When I realised what I was doing, I hastily closed it.

And then I switched on my bedside lamp and started writing this here.

I guess I got a text.. now.

Omg!!

Its Max!

I think.. no I actually had called him by mistake! Otherwise why would he text me, "Sorry couldnt take your call.. got disconnected before I could"?

So did I press 'call' insread of 'back'?!

Oh no. What should I do now?

Talk to you later Brown..