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| Source: Kununu Blog |
It's been a while, hasn't it. Even sometimes I couldn't believe myself that I am currently halfway pass through my holiday of three weeks. This is the second week and all I did was basically nothing.Yeah, nothing at all.I want to cry whenever I remember that I tried planning on getting some six-packs in the beginning of my holiday. How dare of you, me, to dream such a thing.It's a mystery where the hell that idea came from. I mean I even have to struggle to gaining some weights. And I hate any kinds of activity which made me required to go out and pass out.I think the only time I successfully gaining some weight was during my first vacation of when I started working as a teacher. I was depressed at that time so I did some jogging around our neighborhood which made me end up sitting by the river bank at our infamous local bridge, staring into nothing for hours before going home.At least I gained some weight before I lose em again when I began working.And now I know very well why I keep losing weight.
And the end.
That's all there it is to the story of my precious holiday. And now, I've already started working again for a week. Basically I did nothing worth mentioning during my holiday except for painting my bedroom wall black for one side of them. And I did it like the day before my holiday officially started. And I did it so poorly that I had to draw some poor quality drawing of city landscape with crayon. And when I said poorly, I mean it at a kindergarten level of drawing. I'm just that suck at drawing.
What's more I broke my phone, and again.
And I did gain a kilo gram during those time and lose it again when I started working. Just what the hell did I think back then, to get some six-packs all of things.
Honestly this holiday was the first stress-free holiday since forever. May be since 2010 or such. That's why I spent it so leisurely. I did want to go somewhere, like hill-climbing or going around the beaches surrounding our island or such. Because last year fortunately I did both, not exactly, but if once doing hill-climbing and one day of trip to several beaches I'd never visited before counts. But not this time.
I was just, at home. Was a fulltime hermit. I don't even remember what exactly I'd been doing.
And my holidays were just gone with the wind.
