yippety yap

It's Sunday and I'm glued to my living room. Yesterday, I was stuck at the office w-o-r-k-i-n-g not because I wanted to, because me and my friend had to fulfill the ideal capacity beyond our actual capacity (it's a long story). Most people are probably out of their houses, enjoying the outdoors, doing some shopping, having gastronomic festivals, like most people do every other weekend.

It's not that I'm not enjoying doing nothing in my own living room. It's just that I find myself pretty peculiar. Well, me and my Dad, for that matter.

My dad and I are both loners, but we're not anti-social. We like to meet people but we are both lazy to get out of this house. Unless my boyfriend is in town, I prefer to not go anywhere during weekends. It was different back then. When I was a college student, I'd rather go out of the house and hanging out with friends, rather than staying home, doing nothing.

And by that, I think my current weekend life is kinda sad and positively boring, but surprisingly I don't really much care (despite the fact that I just wrote about it in 3 paragraphs).

On the contrary, going out and enjoying the outdoors during the weekdays do tempt me. That's because most people are constrained in their offices, no tourists, and hence no patience-testing traffic and no supercrazy egomaniac drivers. And those conditions are the perfect requirements for having a great day out. :)

But if I get out of the office everyday, how will I feed myself, right? Unless I get a job that demands me to travel :p Or maybe find myself a very rich boyfriend who would provide me my basic and not-so-basic needs (but no, thanks, I already have a very adorable one whom I wouldn't trade for anything).

So, sometimes I do take a day out from the office. Not during the peak season of work, no. It's always nice to be out there, especially when the weather is shiny and breezy. Then after my day out, I'd feel a bit happier and ready to tackle the job.