CRACK

Stress levels increasing. Work's not really easy and bumps are all around. I hate spending lonely nights in the office and working for what i sometimes (unfortunately) agree that it's unnecessary. It has come a point that i am forever counting down to weekends and it's when Friday really comes, that my mind is at ease.

I guess no one really has it easy when it comes to work. Overcoming challenges and facing tough situations are all part and parcel of one's day job. I guess fatigue kicks in when u are so sick of seeing your workstation and that u absolutely dread Mondays. I guess for some, the only thing that keeps them going is either committment, or addiction (to the source of bread and butter). For me, it's more of the latter.

I use the happiest day of the month to spur myself on, and that the sacrifice for 'bread and butter'is being able to withstand crap. I know i am not the only one thinking like that. Call it self-consolation but i guess it's better than wallowing in misery and self-whines.

2 more days to the lovely weekend.