Sometimes I Feel Like Smacking My Head!

Of which can be done on the spot...

But I refuse to do so for the fear of turning myself into 'a person who is not very bright' later the day.

You see, I am a very fickle minded person and I can get bored very easily.

Bad?

Yeah, it is. Not applicable in the 'I want to spend the rest of my life with you' Dept and 'You need monthly income to pay the car installment' Section.

For that, I feel like smacking my head with a tennis racquet (not badminton as the structure isn't solid enough).

Oh wait! I decided not to do so because:

1) It's painful.
2) Self-infliction of injuries is a total crap. I can't order my brain to give a big blow to my own self.
3) Even if I succeed, the sensation will be less than 1.0 x 10^-24 of the Pain-O-Meter.

So, why bother?



I have a confession to make.

I am afraid I have been infected with the Office Bug. It wouldn't let me enjoy my weekend!.

Why #1:

Sunday morning: I woke up with a sudden terror that I might be late to work. The heart palpitated worse than the time you're about to reach orgasm. Checked the phone just to discover that it was actually Sunday, 7.34 am.

Why #2:

Sunday afternoon: I didn't dread the fact that my Sunday was spent OUTSIDE the house and not in front of the TV. (Usually, in Kay's World, weekends will be the 'Don't Ever Try To Drag Me Outta The House' days.)

Why #3:

This morning, I got out of the bed emotion-less (ie no regular 'Aaargh! It's Monday!!! scream.).

Three is already too much a reason.

What is happening to me?

Eeeewwwww... you are turning into a workaholic...

NOOOOOOO!!!!!

I am touching the Panic Button.

Should I press it now???