Weekends always past by that quickly. I have not even rested enough to sustain another week of madness at YC. Sometimes, I feel that my energy is slowly draining away, and I need a break.
I really need a break to finish up what I want to do. But then, breaks are so hard to come by. Maybe, I will take a break next month. A long break.
Thursday. New colleague came over to YC for a 1 day tour. Yeah. Some people were fast… damn fast… Even we are not that fast, even though, actually, we already had a headstart last week. (Ok, this paragraph, only people in my team, whom I talked to, will understand. LOL)
Friday. A quick dinner at cedele. I was too dead to want to join them for dinner in town. Not feeling entirely well, but still ok enough for a quick dinner. Gonna try the breakfast one fine day.
Wasted my time waking up and watching the soccer match which ended in a goalless draw. Luckily I fell asleep during the second half…
Saturday. Tennis. And rotting day. Nothing much. There’s nothing really interesting on Saturday.
Sunday. Tennis too. Nothing much.
Nowadays, nothing interesting is happening. Or rather, nothing interesting is happening to me.
So boring.
I went back and dig out the æ™®é€šæœ‹å‹ lyrics from my long-long-ago posts. I just love the words. Each and every verse depicts my thoughts and feelings too. Ok, I shall make it a point to sing this song for every kbox session.
Lk. The Loser. 但是,我输得起!
But… can I not admit defeat?