My OperaSundays are crap!
Monday, October 25, 2004 1:56:39 AM
I hate them. I really do. On my hate scale from 1 to 10, I'd give them 10. It's strange, I know. Actually, some may think that the fact that someone can hate so much, is quite disturbing.
Well, I do...
I tried to think reasonable... To put all the good things about sunday on one, and all the bad things on the other side, but even then, I realize why I hate it so much...
I think that this patological hate has it's roots in the past, when I was a small school girl. A typical school girl. You know, the one that does her homework one hour before the beginning of school day... or during the lunch brake.
Yep, I remember those days... Crapy sunday afternoons... Studying, inventing excuses for tomorrow's classes. Like "Ummm... well... the thing is that... I couldn't study during the weekend cuz... ahh... you see.. my parents had this big... ummm... family gathering... what? oh, it was... a wedding! Yes! The wedding!.. Sorry? Who got married? Well... my brother. Oh, yes, I have a brother. Actually, I'm surprized that you don't know about the wedding. It was huge. Yes... Sure, no problem, I'll be ready for next class!" And what could possibly go wrong? Nothing. Except the fact that my mom knows my teacher very well... Damn. "Back to the laboratory!"
So, if we put aside all those "small obstacles" on the road, sunday is rather nice day for relaxing and spending time with your family, don't you think? Well it isn't!
Still there are many things that need to be done. So, so far, we have: doing homeworks and writting essays (my special. I used to write them at 11pm, in a privacy of my bathroom. Funny, isn't it?)
Anyway... those school days are now history. Here I am, a law student, full of pride and self esteem. But still... I hate them. To be honest, to a student like me, every day is the same. Studying, eating, sleeping, going out. Then again, studying, eating, sleeping... Everyday, except sunday.
Why? Cuz every sunday I'm left to myself. Nowhere to go, nothing to do. Even the TV program sucks. Everything is so slow... colorless, tasteless. There's no hurry, no rush... Everything is so irritatingly calm. I guess my mind isn't used to that. I need action. All the time. 24-7! Why? Because, if I stop for a minute, I'm affraid that I'll realize how boring my life is... I'll be able to see all my mistakes and bad choices. And that's not something you want to see.
That's why I hate'em so much.
Well, I do...
I tried to think reasonable... To put all the good things about sunday on one, and all the bad things on the other side, but even then, I realize why I hate it so much...
I think that this patological hate has it's roots in the past, when I was a small school girl. A typical school girl. You know, the one that does her homework one hour before the beginning of school day... or during the lunch brake.
Yep, I remember those days... Crapy sunday afternoons... Studying, inventing excuses for tomorrow's classes. Like "Ummm... well... the thing is that... I couldn't study during the weekend cuz... ahh... you see.. my parents had this big... ummm... family gathering... what? oh, it was...
a wedding! Yes! The wedding!.. Sorry? Who got married? Well... my brother. Oh, yes, I have a brother. Actually, I'm surprized that you don't know about the wedding. It was huge. Yes... Sure, no problem, I'll be ready for next class!" And what could possibly go wrong? Nothing. Except the fact that my mom knows my teacher very well... Damn. "Back to the laboratory!"
So, if we put aside all those "small obstacles" on the road, sunday is rather nice day for relaxing and spending time with your family, don't you think? Well it isn't!
Still there are many things that need to be done. So, so far, we have: doing homeworks and writting essays (my special. I used to write them at 11pm, in a privacy of my bathroom. Funny, isn't it?)
Anyway... those school days are now history. Here I am, a law student, full of pride and self esteem. But still... I hate them. To be honest, to a student like me, every day is the same. Studying, eating, sleeping, going out. Then again, studying, eating, sleeping... Everyday, except sunday.
Why? Cuz every sunday I'm left to myself. Nowhere to go, nothing to do. Even the TV program sucks. Everything is so slow... colorless, tasteless. There's no hurry, no rush... Everything is so irritatingly calm. I guess my mind isn't used to that. I need action. All the time. 24-7! Why? Because, if I stop for a minute, I'm affraid that I'll realize how boring my life is... I'll be able to see all my mistakes and bad choices. And that's not something you want to see.
That's why I hate'em so much.
