The 168th Day

I think the term "hectic" would be an understatement to describe the lifestyle in Hong Kong. Part of me wants to just roll around in the green and lush grass or lie with my eyes closed on the beach in New Zealand, while the other part of me actually enjoys this twisted way of life, like some sick addiction I can't get rid of.

To give you an idea of what I mean by "hectic", I think I'll just describe a day in the life of Gary Monkey. Day starts off quite normal, with a 7am wake up time, and taking me 1 hour 15 minutes to get to work. I'll get to work at 9am, and leave work at the earliest at 7pm. Yes that's a mandatory 1 hour overtime (I say mandatory because I really do have shit to do). 1 hour is also actually piss nothing for overtime in HK, I've got it pretty lucky. But take note of the fact this overtime is worth nothing. $0. Yes you're working for free here. So anyway, say I leave work at 7pm, I'll get home at around 8 - 8.15pm. Then I'll eat say from 8.30pm to..I don't know around 9 to 9.15pm, and chill for about 15 minutes talking to my parents until 9.30pm. Now here's where the fun begins. On a bad day (which seems to be everyday for the past 2 - 3 weeks), I have to take work home because that's how goddamn tight the deadlines are. Yet, my determination in keeping up my new hobby in running means I generally have to do that twice or three times a week too. If i run, I'll run from about 9.45pm to 11pm. Then I get back, shower, and start working. Sleeping at about I don't know 2am. Rinse and repeat my days. On a good day, I might get 2 hours a night to either watch a drama, play some games or chat. Either way I've realized 6 hours sleep is more than enough to get me through the day, what a change from back in the day where I'd kill myself over anything less than 7.

So when I had a 3 day weekend the other day and had almost "nothing" to do, and when I say "nothing" I mean I actually had time to do "something", my mind was obviously confused. This is why I say it's as if I've almost got addicted to this perverted and disgusting way of life...like I NEED something to do. What happened to when I just drove in my Integra to a nearby beach and just sat there, clearing my thoughts. I need some time to chill....really chill. I think a holiday would do me good...somewhere to take me away from the stress. In a perfect world, I'd be able to be as busy as I am in Hong Kong, but at any time escape to the peace and quiet of NZ...

In a Perfect World...