Burn Out

Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Woke up at 8, reach Midvalley at 9. Start work at 10, and finish at 10pm. Whole of my weekend gone, just like that. Voila! Poof! And since yesterday i've been lethargic and sleepy. I had blisters and a cut on my foot which i don't even know how the hell i got it in the first place. Got home, realized my socks were soaked with blood, only to find out that cut on my right foot. No wonder i kept having this stinging sensation on my foot the whole day.

I seriously am worn out. I'm so craving for a proper holiday. Somewhere, with anyone! Preferably by the beach. I can so picture what i would want for my holiday. A drive with a few good friends; joking around, laughing hard and stopping by at rest stops for ciggie breaks. Then we'd arrive at our destination; check in to our hotel/resort/apartment/whatsoever; head out to the swimming pool for a dip or perhaps take a drive down town and see what we could do. Oh wait, before that. A NICE COLD BEERRRR!! Then by evening, we'd be back, and head off to the beach for a barbeque and enjoy the gentle sea breeze hitting our tired faces. Ahh... i so want that right now.

Went out for yamcha with Cheng and Syin the other night (more like a bahkuteh session), and had a few conversations. It just struck me. I think i would want to publish a book. The contents, yet to be planned. But by these two really good friends of mine, i've thought of a really good title for my book. Cheeky, yet would make you ponder what the heck is this book about.

"How To Eat Fish"

Why i chose this title. I shall explain next time.

Until then. Gotta leave office before the traffic jam gets bitchy.

I'm out.

Regeneration!

Oh my gawd. After i started working, i don't seem to be blogging anymore, yet i keep pouring out so much onto Facebook and Twitter. Sigh.

So much has happened to me and i seem to be getting lost. I thought i was happy, yet i'm not. A very good friend of mine, Boon Chin told me although i seem happy, but in fact deep down i'm not. I resented that statement at first, but slowly, i realized. He's right.

I thought i had something. But, in reality, it's just another fantasy i cooked up to fulfill that gap which could never be filled, somehow. Countless times, i tried and tried. Somehow i still feel that void in me. I don't know what's going on anymore. I don't seem to have a proper path anymore. And just when i thought i had something in grasp, that something got slipped and went missing again. It sucks.

Work has been hectic. Articles after articles. Not only that, i had to come up with taglines and stuffs. And oh ya, the occasional marketing stuffs. Boring, but what to do? It's better than being at home not doing anything at all, no?

I lost my phone countless of times. Different models, different time and at different place; yet one same old habit: my carelessness. Sigh. I hope i don't lose my Blackberry which i dried up my ang pow pile to buy. And for the first time, i'm actually paying my own bills! Should i be proud of myself? Hmm... You see, i even lost that fire in me. What the fuck is going on with me?

Oh shites. Just as i'm writing this, i have work to do. This sucks.

I'm out.