Weeknds, precious weekends...

It's finally a Saturday... As thankful as I am that I finally dun hav to work today and tmr, Monday blues are already setting in! Sometimes, the thought of working for the rest of my life makes me really scared. This is definitely not my idea of adulthood! It's not tt my work is dreadful.. so far there's nothing big that I want to complain about, it's just that work is... sian. I miss being FREE on WEEKDAYS, slacking (anywhere) the afternoons away. But I'm not looking back (which is the gd thing otherwise i'll gg to be so sad).

We all know that with work comes changes in lifestyle. And of course, a host lot of problems that actually will be resolved, after we get used to changes in life. But in the meantime, these problems are taking a toll on me.. quarrels.. fights... intolerance... nitty gritty details that we never even really cared... but now they matter a lot. I'm sometimes so sick of all these problems. Things have changed, for the better or worse? Actually neither. The change is inevitable, like i said, it just take some getting used to. But before getting used to it, these problems are damaging.

Suddenly, I feel like I am not a happy person anymore. I hope I can still wake up every morning, smiling and looking forward.