1130pm and the feeling of hunger are not supposed to be friends.
Just another typical Monday where work and excel sheets drive me absolutely crazy. Some start the weekend count down early, I just aim to fill the week with things and people and events that make me look forward to the next day and the next.

I don’t hate my job. I don’t love it with every shred of my being either. I just wanna be out there, not tied by finances or circumstances. One day..one day.
Days seem to pass slowly, yet sometimes when I blink twice, March is gone, then April and soon enough May will be history.
Typical days revolve around work, the gym and and dinner plans with friends or errands that need to be run. Yes I love/hate the gym. More love these days though, and while the weekend left me needing much rest, I still did the routine Monday night Bodypump. One hour later, two shaky legs and one hot shower later, its time for Grey’s Anatomy and the constant battle whether I should rummage for food or sleep it off and dream of places I want to explore.

Everytime I drink coffee, I think of

Everytime I think of the perfect brunch, I think of

Everytime I think of summer fruits, I think of

Everytime I think of the perfect wrap which I can never finish for the life of me, I think of

Everytime I think of the perfect citrusy dessert, I think of

 

Everytime I think of a place I love, I think of

Everytime I think of life, I think of when it would all happen for me.

 

Looking at these pictures just makes me incredibly happy and wistful, its a good thing, definitely a good thing.

 

It's a Thursday.



Thursday's are not good days until Friday comes. Yes no doubt its 3 days away from Monday and its past the overrated midweek but its not the weekend yet.
Actually I don't even know why I hype my weekends up so, or attempt to, because weekends are not any different from weekdays.
Its still filled with accounting tutorials and economic talk. And the random mini panic attack that I cannot get everything done in time.



See, weekends are not all that awesome. I think its just a frame of mind.
Like a sugar pill for the placebo effect, to get me thinking its always better if its the weekend.
Sometimes I lie to myself like that. Boo.
Plus weekends are crowded and noisy. But weekends are an excuse for brunch.
Brunch on weekdays feels, wrong. Like its illegal or something, to be enjoying a weekend treat on a weekday and while everyone else is working or in school.
But then again I dont wake up in time for brunch on weekends. :x



Doing accounting at coffee joints like starbucks is, well to sum in one word: Lonely.
but necessary.
I talk to people and I dont do work, that's why I need to be holed up somewhere alone to do proper work. le sigh



I want May to come really fast but at the same time I want it to drag its feet.
Reading this people probably think I dont know what I want.
Which is true. I know what I want maybe about 20% of the time, other times I'm just a blur.
I write out lists. (for many things)
And I carry out some of them, and wish very hard the others carry themselves out.
I'm such a bad finisher, and that has to change.



But first let me eat some pancakes for some midweek brunch-ing and wish Thursday away.
Why does it take 3 weeks t form a habit but just one day to break it.
Ok I need to go fight some battles with my accounting tutorials and print some past year papers.

You would think I'm going a little crazy when I spend time staying up till like 3am in the morning thinking of ways to motivate myself to wake up in the morning, not the usual snoozing the alarm till 11am and reluctantly rolling out of bed because the sun is too hot kind of waking up.

hot, sticky, icky and unmotivated. ew

I really want the open your eyes and thank God its a new day kind of morning. The kind where you feel and know for sure it's going to be a good day and everything is going to be just fine. And I go to bed feeling somewhat hopeful and positive the latter will come true but the former is always realised.

Then again staying up to think of ways how to make myself rise and shine early isn't probably the best way to do things, yeayea the best way is to just sleep at 11pm and rise and shine will come naturally
I am not most people and I cannot do it. I just can't so I need motivation. And that is to have food, that is only deemed acceptable at breakfast, like pancakes. Although I can probably out-argue myself on this one I am not going to.

Pancakes=Breakfast, for now.



And you will not believe the amount of time I spent contemplating between banana pancakes with chocolate chips and oatmeal raisin pancakes. Upon checking that I didnt have bananas ruled out the former. But being me, since I can't have the best of both, I shall have the best of both worlds in ONE. hah.
Oatmeal chocolate chip pancakes it is.

Plus i really have to get myself a bottle of maple syrup but I really really cannot walk 10 minutes in this crazydrought-like weather here. look at all the parched grass): so fruit it is.
Besides its healthier anyway(yes I console myself, let me be)

Weekend breakfast 1 : Lazybumness: 0



scratch to-do lists, eat some pancakes first(:

SCORE.