An NSF has 7 nights a week, just like any homosapiens out there... Yet out of these precious 7 nights, most of the unfortunate ones, including me, have to spend 5 nights in camp, calling it a 2nd home that houses a boisterous bunch of NSFs, feeling despondent that they have to be sequestered within the perimeters of an army camp, far away from the civilian world. And whenever we get the chance to step back out to the real world out there, we tried all means to treasure our weekends and make every single moment as fruitful as possible. However, when the clocks come ticking on Sunday nights, we know that all efforts to slow down the clock is in vain.
Friday nights are one of the more precious ones and i am always reluctant to put an end to it despite feeling lethargic and worn out from a long day in camp, followed by hours of dota marathon late into the night. Even as to this point of time when my digital clock reads 4.30am, I still try to update this space while the others are already soundly asleep; i just wouldn't bear to call it a night.
I have always been pondering how i could make my Friday nights more productive, though it has became a habit that i will indubitably be carried away in the techworld once i turned on my laptop, with the initial intent of just checking mails and keeping updated with circulating news. My plan just went awfully head-wired once invitiations to dota games creeped in, or i got too engrossed perusing the never-ending list of status updates on facebook.That's how scary computer addiction can be, and it just drained hours of precious time without even you realising it. It's an insidous virus that has been plauging my Friday's nights, and to be honest, the main reason why i am ranting (or just making these random 'reflections') is because i am emphatically annoyed, at myself, and how my time has been rationed so far.
Facebook, Dota, torrents, youtube, MSN, blogs... and any other forms of social media you can think of -thats' all the little things that has been holding me for the past 6-7 hours before i decided to pen down this post, and i ain't satisfed with such a lifestyle, without a higher purpose for the living. I wanna go back to the good old days when i can freely pursue my dreams and scale for greater heights, for that's what i believe can only make life more fulfilling. The lifestyle that i am leading right now isn't of any difference to a archetypal school drop-out that fails to find the meaning of life, except in his/her virtual world.
I need to get out.