// Quarter Life Monologues

It’s been more than a week since I blogged something here, which is quite unusual for a professing blogaholic that I am. The whole week passed, and the whole weekend too, and not a single post from yours truly. Yay me.

So what am I doing now blogging while my brother drives me to work? For one, I’ve always wanted to try out doing this — to blog on a moving vehicle in the middle of the cruel cruel EDSA traffic just to prove how blogaholic I am. For another (and this is mostly why), it just dawned on me that the whole weekend passed and I wasn’t able to accomplish anything. Yay me.

I mean, take a look at my feed aggregator. See all the stuff I missed on reading? And I wouldn’t even begin to talk about the two design projects I committed myself into which I have to accomplish within this month, and the usual gunk of SEO stuff I need to do, and that blog post that I owe Eric (I know you’re lurking dude). I got a lot of reading and blogging and coding to do, and I didn’t touch any of them this weekend. Yay me.

Instead, I overslept, watched Harry Potter, modified my friendster template, uploaded stuff on my multiply account, twittered, jumped from one video to another over at YouTube, screamed my heart out on my, ehem, secret blog (don’t you dare look for it because you won’t find it), spent hours over the phone, and talked endlessly with my Mom to the wee hours of the night. If the weekend was longer, I probably would have watched those Prison Break, Grey’s Anatomy, and One Tree Hill DVDs I bought last week. YAY. ME.

And I actually enjoyed how it felt — to get a break, set aside my obligations even for a while, and just be.. lazy with people I love. There’s something liberating about breaking away from monotony and postponing obligations once in a while. I always thought I needed a break from all this, but I didn’t really plan on getting that break this weekend. Still, it took its course naturally and even though I know I have a lot of backlogs on my hands, I don’t feel the least bit of regret spending this weekend the way I did.

So hey, it’s Tuesday again and it’s back to work (and to the apartment) for me. I know I have a lot of making up to do with my responsibilities but it was all worth it. Then again, family, love, and setting time for myself, are my responsibilities too, right? Right. That being the case, this weekend was the most responsible I’ve ever been in a long while. :)

It’s true what they say. The things you didn’t plan or expect are usually the ones most liberating, and enjoying, and refreshing. This weekend just about proved me that. ♥