Emptiness

it's another grumbling post...

i clocked 260km for the weekends. so sick of driving. the thing about car is that it gives you the freedom to go to a place wherever and whenever you want but i try to do too many things at one time so i always ended up tired and burn out for the weekends.

like yesterday, i drove from morning till night. came back home to take a hr's break and off i go again. by the time i reach home, it's already late at night. those things that i'm suppose to do at home like rearrange my wardrobe [after she moved out] house cleaning, change the bedding for my hamsters [yah, i got 2 roborovski], study my jap etc all gone. most importantly, i need sleep... felt like a taxi driver... hmmm, now i know it's not easy being one.

just last last friday on the 7th july, i met an accident. thou it's a minor one but it freaking cost me $3150. damn sad, there goes all my bonus... the bloody idiot infront break hard and i kissed the bumper... in cte and before the braddell flyover. basically, the cars will slow down when nearing the speed camera but lane 1 [outermost lane] from 90km/hr comes to a complete halt...
what can i say, i kissed the bumper so no case...

after the expensive kiss, i stayed 2-3 car length when travelling... yah, i know it's annoying but hey, it's $3150... kissed again it's a downpayment for new car already.

hmmm, what a day... now it's already 11pm and i still got to study my jap cause there's spelling test tomorrow... i think i'm gonna stone in the office tomorrow again...

another day

it's been awhile...
i'm now single and the feeling's a bit weird after having a companion for 4yrs where we do all things together and now alot of things are done alone. there's alot of movies i didn't watch cause it's weird watching alone and it's hard to express joy or sadness to your parents cause of the generation gap. well, i guess i'll get used to it.

somehow i see things differently now. i felt a sense of calmness or have i mistaken it for denial or lost hope? i somehow get bored with the daily routine and wanted to do something else. i wanted to quit my job and move on but i know that it's just a fantasy. i need the dough. hmmm... what a dilemma... i can't derived any joy from my job and it's getting to be a chore even though it pays good and work load is non existent. somehow, i still wanted to do something else... what would it be? i got no idea but just wanted to get outta here. i wanted to travel and live in obscurity.

i'm tired, just tired...