Ang paradox ng buhay.

This past week flew by so fast (which I am particularly happy about) and before I knew it, it's already 10PM, Sunday. Life's monotony is really bugging me lately - I wake up almost mechanically at 5AM, sharp, and if I am up to it, I'll do some roadwork before going to work.

Apparently, I found out that this do not work for me because I wind up amazingly sleepy at work. Anyway, depending on traffic, I arrive at Makati somewhere between quarter to 8 and 8 sharp. I'll walk a few blocks to Rufino, board the freekingly slow elevator of death to the uncovenient 8th floor, pee, log myself in and go to my table. I'll pour myself a cup of milo or my special mix of latte / milo (which tastes strongly of milo, regardless of what ratio I mix it up with coffee) and browse the net for a few minutes until the guys from the team invite me for breakfast and we'll return before start of core hours which is 10 AM... I think.

Ok, this is always the scenario of my everyday life on Mornings. At Lunchtime, thankfully, there would be 3 scenarios depending on the situation. 

Scenario 1: I'll have lunch with the guys. 

Scenario 2: If I am not in the mood for lunch (or I ate too much that morning), I'll coerce someone to go with me to Greenbelt to play Dota.

Scenario 3: Lunchout with the same people from Scenario 1. This usually happens on paydays.

 

After one of the 3 scenarios above, I'll return to my workarea, grab my brush and toothpaste, go to the bathroom and brush. If I feel a little funny, I'll poop. I'll return to my workarea and let the hours fly by until 5PM. I'll stay for a little while until it's entirely safe to get out of office. If I am inclined to go to the gym, I'll do my routine and get home most likely at 9PM. I'll pop some DVD to watch and go to sleep.

Now, repeat that until Thursday since Friday will always be different depending on the people I'm with. There are 2 scenarios  on weekends - I'll be piss drunk or I am at home. If I am not at home, I am bored and easily annoyed, if I am drunk, I want to be home and rest. Jeez, I am never contented.

When I was almost gruaduating (2005?, yeah 2005.), I thought to myself, "Waw, sa wakas graduate na ako, hindi na ako magaaral!" But 3 years after, I want to get back being a student, careless and eager. I hope there's more to life than this. It's a paradox. I never thought life itself is a paradox.

Now I want a change of pace. I've been on the workforce for almost (gasp) 3 years now and I want something different. I want to get back to painting and art, I want more time to consume more books than usual, I want to write, I want to study again, I want to have a freeekin peace of mind, I want to get out of Makati Traffic, I want to get out of life's monotony...

Oh man.