my lonely existence in my room

basically, for the past 1 week plus, almost 2 weeks, i've lived practically in my room. read: in my room, not home. i do everything in my room..my butt is like practically glued to my seat. let's start with sleeping. sleeping of course in my bed lah, which is in my room. i wake up in the afternoon, just in time for lunch. get lunch from kitchen. back to room. listen to music or watch tv, while eating lunch. or sometimes while reading newspaper in the living room. after lunch, back to room, for some games or webcast or studying. afterwhich i will probably fall asleep on my bed in my room for afternoon nap. wake up, play some games, watch some tv, again in my room. go shower, dinner time. get dinner, go to my room or living room. after that, back to room, surfing, watch webcast or whatever. stay in room for da chang jing, while mum and grandma move in for the 1st half of da chang jing. cos the tv outside is utilised for news. continue watching webcast, study, play games in room. hungry, move out to make supper - fish finger with cheese and bread - yummy! while waiting for fish finger to cook, move back to room to entertain myself meanwhile. food ready, eat while in front of com, in my room and then continue studying, wrapping up with some games, surfing and blogging. yes, still in my room, stuck in my seat

which is basically strange, listening to the same songs over and over, doing the same activities again and again, and i've folded so many origami units, wait till i fix them together..it's like a curse! everything done's in my room - eating, sleeping, entertainment, studying..but it's ok, i hop around the house occasionally. but i m sure my grandma thinks i m seriously weird or smtg, why stay in my room all day? at least i've settled down to study..yeah getting cranky..2 papers on the first day!!