Weekend nonsense

Since I started working, I have always waited for weekends. when they are finally here, time then flies like hell. weekend is about to over, again.
I am incredibly lazy lately. and I hate myself for that.
I have so much work to do, so many things to prepare. now its mid-aug, i get nothing done. People start to get lazy when they are out of school i guess.
I even dont read news at all.
thats why i didnt hear about the tragedy till the day before yesterday. and I blame myself for not caring about what is happening in my homeland, in the world. All we know is the stupid YOG is in town.
its really stupid. Last friday we were watching the flame passing in our office cuz they were running on the road beside our building. No one is watching, except boring ppl like us. ramdon people waved for the flames which made us laugh. Nobody cares, indeed. the openning ceremony is like a joke as well.

What more can i say.

THere is nothing really going on here. If i dont read news, i feel like the whole world is bored like me. Sometimes I peeped on the newspaper held by the ppl sitting next to me on the train and all I could see are those meaningless gossips.

But it is not what it is .
People are dying. people are crying. People are surviving. People are fighting. People are finally getting back together. People finally stop themselves from falling aparts.

Life is so short. there are disasters everywhere. people seem numb because everyone thinks the bad things are never gonna happen to them.

This is a weird weekend. it is so quiet. Its like a different life. Last time I had a weird dream. I cant tell who I am right now. I cant tell whether the people around me are real. or unreal. The presence is so vague.

and tmr is monday, damn it.