The title says it all. Looks like I won't be in love with Friday anymore. My office just came up with a new regulation. Yes, I'm going to have my office hour on Saturday too.
Office hour on Sat = no time for hanging out = bored = I want to kill someone right now.
This week's long weekend would be my last long weekend for as long as I'm staying in this company. It is there, waiting for me as if it wants to have a good farewell party with me. Like, "Oh hey, you're not going to have us again. So you can have a long one for now. But bye for later!" Ugh. Even the days are teasing me!
I've been wanting to let out "everything" here about this new regulation, and about what happened these past few days, about what I feel, about what I think, about the insecurity I'm having toward almost everything. But, meh. I'll just save it for later. I'm not sure if I want my friends, or some strangers who just happened to cross this blog accidentally, know anything about it.
So for now, let's just say, I fall out of love with Friday.
God, please guide me through the days. Amen.
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