weekend batteries needed

September 9, 2009 • 2 comments • 716 views

Weekdays pass by really quickly in my world. I’m occupied with work that I don’t really think about anything else (except maybe my blog heee).

But then weekend comes and knocks on my door, and that’s when I realise that my life is different now.

I’m not a student anymore!!

Sometimes when Sunday comes, I feel so guilty that I haven’t done any work or read any law articles. And then memory floods back to tell me that those days have gone.

In uni, my weekends pretty much plan themselves out. Reading, spontaneous lunch and dinner with friends, the occasional movie dates, walks in the park with a law book to lay my bum on, scrubbing the toilet floor, laundry, ironing, going to the dry-cleaners to fix a white top that has gone pink. Then, Sunday night comes and I’ll curse myself for not starting my essay earlier when I have to pass it up in a few hours.

Now, I can do anything I want during the weekends…which feels totally weird.

  • Some of my best friends have gone back to UK/Aussie/wherever else for their studies
  • My sister’s married and has her own family to spend time with
  • It’s fasting month so I can’t arrange lunch with friends
  • I don’t do housework anymore because I have my lovely Kakaks.
  • I can’t be bothered to go out after 5 days of working

Because of these reasons, my weekends are pretty much me-time. I spend time with family, especially my grandma, and the rest is pretty much free time. It’s a funny feeling not having any task to complete or a deadline to meet, I’m feeling guilty for no reason!!

Last weekend, I pampered myself. I went for a massage and facial at Phillip Wain.

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It was awesome, of course. Phillip Wain is super professional, and it being an exclusive all-female club makes it more attractive for me. I’m planning to join the gym there, but seeing that the gym membership alone is rm3000 a year, I have to prioritise my needs. After all, I kinda need money for food. You know, to survive and all…

We’ll see. When I’m ready to part with 3K (a quarter of a Chanel bag…hmm opportunity cost) for a membership that I’m probably going to use once a month (or none a month), then I’ll join it.

I also went threading and waxing and basically groomed myself from head to toe.

So, last weekend was fun and relaxing. But let’s face it, I can’t do that every single week.

I need to plan something productive to do every weekend, because this ultra-relaxed environment isn’t good for my brain.

Right now, I’ve been getting some scrap-page orders and that has been filling up my weekends. Other than that, I’ve been indulging in books, writing articles, catching up with friends via Facebook and Skype, and the visits to Pasar Ramadhan with Dean to befriend yummy Malaysian food.

My friends have been complaining that I haven’t seen them, but with the whole Ramadhan and H1N1 going on, I’d rather not spend too much time outside. I’d also love to go shopping, but I’m not speaking to my credit cards at the moment because they rudely declined me last week. The nerve!

I actually really really miss cooking. I haven’t cooked since I got back, and I should probably do so before I forget how to chop onions.

There are actually so many things to do, classes to take, places to see.

But now, somehow I feel like I have to take more effort to do so, because I can get carried away with work and soon become a workaholic with no friends.

I want a healthy lifestyle; happy at work, happy with family, happy with friends, happy in love and yet still not neglecting some alone me-time. Doing something productive everyday and ultimately living life to the fullest.

I know I should make more effort to socialise and balance my life, and I will.

It’s just that now I have to find energy to drag my limbs out of the house.

O Energy…wherefore art thou, energy?