Routine dulls the mind

Is this how I am going to spend the remaining of my days?

I woke up early today for work. With great effort, I reached the office in time. And again it was a Herculean task that I managed to prevent myself from appearing too hibernated during customary greetings, while chewing off breakfast I somehow managed to scavenge. I spent the reminding of the morning waiting for lunch and struggling in battle with the sleep demon. After lunch, I waited to knock off (while blogging), completing the day with scant victory against my mind fogging work… or rather the lack of.

Life becomes pretty much a sequential process: sleep, work, lunch, off work, repeat cycle. My inclination to the drinking table becomes self-explanatory. Brain-numbing work and the lack of sleep keep me from looking farther than tomorrow. Prospect of this inevitable work cycle in the near future is balls-shriveling.

There is virtually nothing to keep the spirit going other than financial incentive to beef up my savings for embracing the next drinking bout semester. Obviously, there is more to it (life), but not everyone gets it, certainly not me… yet.

I once seek advice from a man of higher learning, who promptly observed the lack of variety in my schedule. Work, blogging, drinking and gaming would not really make an interesting life. Busy yes, exciting no. But what else is there to do or be done? What will be more important than the bread, the work, and the bread, and the work? Tell me, so well inculcated by SGP education as we are.

Currently, (I consider to be) at a young adult age, with friends who are also busy with their own life, no girl friend = no sex, bogged down by the constant need to sedate myself with alcohol, a slave to the dollar, no (active) sports to enrich my life, no nothing. Ok I sound pathetic.

But still, I believe not so. I mean the above are just choices that I make (ok, no choice on the friends and girl friend part lah), not me, not who I am right? What is so difficult to revert them? No problem. Did I forget to mention that I am a lazy person? Very actually but it wouldn’t affect much now, would it?

Now, according to man-of-higher-learning, most appropriate resolution would be to do… something (what?) that I don’t usually do, something out of the norm… maybe. And to stop doing those that I always do, because it becomes a routine. And routines are borrrrrring. Ok with that in mind, let’s analysis.

Will life improve is I make the following changes?
1. Make new friends (or maybe change the existing ones)
2. Go get a girl friend
(inner voice : go get a life pal, stop doing those self-gratifying hand exercises!!)
(another inner voice: Nooo… no I didn’t!!)
3. Do some new stuff, sporty activities are preferred. (Advisable, with regards to my beer belly)
4. Stop playing DotA (……… sad)

No, I mean my friends are great but just a bit tad too expensive to upkeep, gauging by the incremental attribute of everyone’s birthday present and expectations (these few months are the worst!!!). Cost cutting should be done early for maximized cost savings, no? Well, that’s what the finance text says. Too bad we can’t put them all into the incinerator as and when we feel their time are up and further dealing is merely an act of façade interest. At least the fumes will not be poisonous. Just don’t throw in those tobacco-coated lungs, windpipes and intoxicated kidneys.

Girl friend is a touchy topic that I never like to touch on. Best left to the dogs more charming studs of the studs. I am just an average Joe forever perplexed about the way to perdition the delicately orchestrated love.

Sports will be intriguing… when I finally get off my ass and do the sport. Sea sports will be nice. It is seemingly more challenging and revitalizing than those that I participate sporadically. The sun, sand and sea will appeal to simple-minded but nevertheless sexy bimbos the seafaring spirit that is so well imbued during my nerve-wrecking patriotic service days in the navy.

DotA… will be a boring topic to you. It will just continue to serve as a little indulgence at this point of my life. until sex comes my way

Well, we can all try to improve quality of life, that’s what we all want isn’t it? To be happy, it is just a simple truth. But somehow it feels like fate will have its ways to maneuver its intent on our maneuvers. And when it does, we may find that resignation does have its merits.