2 cities, 2.5 hours, 1 airport, 193.8 kilometres. Ok, so that wasn't so exciting, the early morning run to the airport to send mom off. I almost cried, but I seem to do that all the time whenever people leave. Surprisingly, life became really empty once mom left. Usually I leave Thursdays off, and today's no exception. But there was this eerie sense of loneliness and confusion through the entire day. I didn't know what to do except to stay home, sleep, and do puzzles. I don't know...it's kind of strange. I guess I do need human contact everyday, but as much as I wish to get together with friends and stuff, there are so many barriers to it that I simply give up. Sigh...more sighing... On a slightly positive note, even though my mom thinks that I've gained weight since she came here, in reality I lost a bit of weight...81kg now. On another lighter note (heh...lighter...), the total distance travelled since mom was here is about 1000km. It's only an estimate, though, which included 4 trips to Toronto (2 of them to the airport), a trip to Stratford, and numerous trips to Yen's place.

Yes, I do realize that I waste a lot of time everyday. I wish I have the ability to spend time wisely...it's not that I don't know what to do, but I just don't have the will to do it.

It's a good thing that having common interests is not a requirement for friendship, for otherwise, being the peculiar person that I am, I might as well go to prison and live to die there. I guess I'm just jealous of other people who can share their interests among friends, while I could never do that...