weekends

I'm starting to hate weekends.

I barely do anything productive on weekends but bum around at home, most of the time; otherwise, i'll be at the gym doing the same old shit.

I'm starting to hate life as a 20 something. Seems like nothing interesting is even happening in my life. Everything seems to have become stagnant. And each damn day is a routine. Yes, even on weekends. The only redeeming thing about the weekends is i don't have to work. (In my case, weekend would only mean Sunday) Talk about my job being a bitch! (pls refer to paragraph below)

I'm starting to hate my job. I love what i'm doing, but sometimes the pressure puts me off, till i totally resent it. In fact, if there isn't any pressure, i can be sure i would be totally devoted to my job.

Life isn't perfect, we grumble because life is unfair, but at least give me a 轰轰烈烈 life! I'm too bored of my life. I swear my mandarin has improved quite a bit. In no time, i'm confident of blogging in mandarin.