Sunday, May 10, 2009 | 10:10 PM

Shuwen recently commented that ever since I started work, my blog posts are either about how much work and life sucks or about football/tennis.

Well, my life really sucks. What to do.

Really feel very tortured by my work. If only I am not forced to do things that I do not like to do at my free time (which I already have so little of), to add to my torturous life. Bah.

Anyway, I've been on a saving plan for quite some time now. Not exactly one that I wanted to do, but after witnessing the power of staying at home during weekends, I am rather hooked to staying at home. Havent been to tennis much either cause that is too expensive for poor me who wants so much to travel and take a breather from everything that has been weighing on me since. Heh glad to have someone giving me lifts here and there :)

Ok talking about travel, I get so jealous seeing all the FB photos of people travelling. While people travel when they clear their leave, I cant even afford anywhere near. Gosh nearest I can afford is probably Batam. How pathetic is that.

Met up with a senior of mine over the weekend. And everyone seems to be able to tell that I am not happy. Come to think about it, I cannot really recall when was the last time I was really very happy since I started work. Probably only the day when I got my first Gucci?

Everything is so not worth it. I dont think I will be that happy when I get my next Gucci or LV anymore. Happiness seems so far away from me. Another friend of my mentioned that she finally understands why some people commit suicide. While I try and console her, I cant help but think that I also understand. Well, life is just never as smooth and sweet as we would like it to be. Like it or not.

My senior was actually trying to get me to trade off between happiness and money. Well, if it is that easy, I would already have done that. Firstly, I cant ensure happiness if I give up money. Secondly, I cannot be so selfish as to just care about my own happiness. Well, life just sucks I must say.

Ok guess its just the pre-monday blues talking. Can't wait for my leave to come and take a short break from never-ending work. Cant work just stop haunting me? Like my headache, eye rings and breakouts are not enough.