A friend had mentioned to me before, that I wrote a lot, too many, and all about dramas in my blog. What can I say, what can I do? My life’s so boring! I need some doses of dramas, to be remembered that this world is ‘suppose to be‘ interesting . Unfortunately, my life is not part of THAT world. Wanna exchange life?
It supposed to be a long weekend holiday, today is Vesak’s Day, and I took a day off on Monday so I could get 4 straight ‘holiday’.
I have no particular plan for this so-called ‘break from routinity’ . I did ask my aunt and cousin to take me to ITC Mangga Dua for do shopping, and my cousin agreed to pick me up and used this opportunity to introduce me to his new girlfriend. But other than that, I completely planned to make no plan.
SATURDAY
I was doing nothing important and useful, as usual, I did my laundry, I cleaned my room ( how come I feel like a servant every weekend, this is the price I should pay because I finally have my own place instead of living in a boarding house - kost2an, bahasa inggrisnya apaan sih - where I can give all the house works to the maids. HEH ),then I went to the office.
RIGHT.
I do like to go to the office on the weekend. I’m such a workaholic, I can’t stay away from my office for a day. Yes. I can die when I’m not seeing the building, when I’m not passing the Senayan turnabout, and when I’m not touching my desk. I’m completely freak like that. 
I settled my business - a very important top secret task, I went home.
I promised to someone to show him and his friends around the apartment at 3 o’clock, I managed to arrive at 2.45, bought some breads from a bakery in front of my building, and waited them to arrive.
They were so punctual, he called me at 3.01 ( I did check my watch at that moment ), telling that he was already waiting for me at the lobby.
It took about an hour to take them around, mumbling some broken English ( heh, my English is really bad. I shame of myself. ), but somehow they could manage to understand what was I trying to say.
My friend, Linda, earlier asked me whether I want to join her and friends at the mall to catch a movie, but I was so lazy so I declined the offer. But then she canceled to go to the cinema and went to the mall with her mom instead.
I finally finished playing the game called ‘Chocolatier’ on the afternoon. I was trying to finish the game so bad - I’m not the kind of person who is really like playing computer game, I play to kill time with mindlessly, non effort mode - and I don’t know, I was thinking, hey I can do this, I surely can finish this game. But when it really ended, I got the ‘Master Chocolatier’ ’s title, I felt a bit sad and thought, “and now I have nothing to do with my computer again”.
How come I became so emotional just because I finished a computer game?
SUNDAY
I went to ITC with my cousin, his GF and his mom . I shopped more than I planned, I ripped my own wallet! Better I get really good salary’s adjustment this time! Sigh.
At night, I watched two episodes of “The Last Scandal of My Life” before I finally dozed off.
MONDAY
Felt a bit happy because I don’t have to wake up, get shower early. Happy because when my other colleagues and, my housemates have to go to the office, I can relaxing, doing nothing, and have not to worry about works.
ALMOST.
Because like I said before, I’m a severe workaholic *roll eyes*, so I went online, asked my colleague to print the new schedule for my boss, smsed a vendor to confirm my order and a meeting on Wednesday, and of course..my boss called me.
I must know by now that I suppose NOT to take a day off when he’s not taking it too. He almost asked me to do something for him, but then he changed his mind ( I didn’t reject him, btw, I dared not. ) and he said that he’d asked someone else to do it.
I watched the last episode of ‘Last Scandal’, oh I was so pleased with the ending! That’s the kind of ending I would like to get from a drama! Watched the last episode of ‘They Kiss Again’ online - I didn’t like this ending, very open ending. Mon, I feel you. I want babies too!
And the whole afternoon I spent it with chatting with ( who else ) Monica, and my former housemates.
Out of nothing, they suddenly planed to go somewhere for dinner - we went to Grand Indonesia’s food court, and I visited almost closed Forever21 shop ( heh, why Forever21 won’t ship to Indonesia? The online store has wayyyy cheaper prices than the shop here. ), hung out awhile at 24hrs Starbucks at Skyline building - it was freaking packed! Maybe because it was a holiday night, everybody wanted to get off from their house, and finally went to my place at midnight.
TUESDAY
We already planned last night that we were going to have some yumcha breakfast, catch a movie, wandering around at the Mall ( we’re so uncreative. I know ).
So…we went to Cilantro @ 46th floor Wisma BNI 46, have yumcha brunch - since it was already 11 AM when we arrived.
The yumcha ( or we called them dim sum ) were good, the price is reasonable, the place is decent - we plan to visit it again one day.
With full stomach, we departed to ‘Pasific Place Mall’. We watched ‘What Happens in Vegas’ - funny rom com, nothing extra ordinary but I laughed at the jokes, and liked it.
Time showed at 4.15 when the movie ended, we decided to call the day end.
Here I am now with a full basket of laundry, waiting to be ironing, and feel emo.
I supposed to feel happy, I didn’t spend my days off alone, met my friends - whom I haven’t met for quite sometime, have some ‘fun’, but why, WHY, I don’t feel happy.
I’m not having PMS or something, but lately I always feel tense, and I forget when the last time I feel really happy, relax, and free.
Something’s wrong with me, seriously.
