Motivation Declined

Life has come to this point where I have "wake me up when september
ends" in my head on repeat. Come to think of it, I guess this
miserable life-on-repeat would only end after October.

It's not like I don't like my job. In fact, I love the people in the
office and I am loving everything I can learn from it and as mentioned
in my earlier blog entries, it's quite beneficial for further job
applications since my resume will look a lot better. But, it's just
that last week just finished in a flash.

Well, maybe it was mainly because I didn't get to see Dimple when I
tried to stalk him on Friday night. Apparently he goes there either on
Friday or a Saturday night and last week happened to be that week
where he goes out on Saturday. So, it was five days of work, one night
with friends and two weekend days with my mom.

I love work. I love going to my mom's house but when it comes to an
endless pit of loop happening each and everyday to me, it's just
impossible to keep myself happy. I know that when I get back to
Sydney, I'll be doing the same old same old work like a bitch on
weekdays and spend the weekend wisely routine but the only difference
is that there is freedom after work.

Here in Burma, after work is just the DVD rental shop and workout.
There is no midnight Gloria Jeans run. I mean, it's doable but since I
don't drive nor have my driver around that time, it's just me and my
bed. Going to my mom's is quite ok given there is always a round of
poker as a family entertainment but then, talking with my mom and sis
and sensing their impatience for a better life (especially my sis)
just drives me up the wall.

I don't know. I guess I'm bored. I need a life. I need motivation.
Spare me any? Now's the time.