So I have decided to go to Macau...

... on Wednesday. I don't really know why I have decided to go. Maybe it's because I promised them to, or maybe I am just way too bored and tired of my own room. I don't even know what's so interesting about that place, except it's kind of famous for casinos. I think I have talked about Macau before. But then I just want to write an entry about it, and hope I can find a reason for myself to go there during writing. Or I am just actually bored. It's 2am now and I don't really feel like sleeping although I actually slept at around 8am yesterday morning.

So it seems like I have gone through enlightenment- I actually decide to go out instead of sit and wait in my room all day. Maybe I should get a life also. It's not like going out once means getting a life out of my room. But at least I have something to do, something else. Sounds like I am already sick of waiting, eh? Not really actually. I think waiting is still nice- if there were no expectations the outcome would not be as beautiful as it could. Waiting for things, for people is still one of my hobbies. One of my hobbies that I actually dislike at the same time. Weird.

I think the lack of sleep and the massively long entry last time has drain my brain completely. Scary. What if my brain is drained when I am doing theater? What if it happens during the course? What if it happens during the audition? Then I won't even get to study theatre- and what can I do then? Be a little shopkeeper in a grocery store? Be a waiter in a random Chinese restaurant? Shit. I don't wanna think about that. Or, maybe when I am done with studying, I find out I don't have any talent and will never get to do theatre for a living... Or maybe...

Derek, go to sleep.