The weekends never seem long enough for me to rest and before I know it, Monday is here again and I'm heading back to work tomorrow. I wish the weekends were more that just a mere 48 hours but 72 hours! Mondays are such dreaded days in the office because time seems to be practically crawling. Even though I have stuff to do now, I wish I don't have to go back in the first place. You know I've finally come to fully appreciate the notion about having holidays. Going to work every single day and not being able to take leave has almost become a dread.

I feel like everything is taking a toll on my body. My back feels like it's breaking half the time. TERRIBLE BACKACHES. I feel old just complaining about it. Though I do wish that I can fall ill then u know, I can take mc and not go to work. It's a very bad thought I know but I guess I'm really longing for a good break.

Someohow, there's this extravangant spree in my household. It's not that I don't encourage them to indulge once in a while but to do it at one shot, it is really extreme. I mean if we have been blessed abundantly and have the financial capabilities, I've got nothing to complain about. Even though I wish that they would willingly sponsor me for my air ticket should I go for a holiday, I don't want to be solely dependent on them.

Parents ultimately will try to accomodate all the requests that we make but we need to know how not to take advantage of them. Now that I'm working, I truly understand why they say that it's hard to earn money because as you can tell here, no matter how I hate my job, I still grit my teeth and press on. I am sure some of our parents feel like that too. Let's be more understanding and well, be more mature in the way that we spend our money.