Saturdays

When people are asked to name a favourite day of theirs, saturday inevitably will came to mind. this is a day when everyone seems to stop working. on a day when the world seemingly rotates slower is a day i fear and dread the most recently.

You see this day is one where those in love seems so much more in love and those who are lonely seem to have their loneliness amplified tons fold. on weekdays when everyone is caught in their hussle to get their work done, such feelings are left in the backseat. however as the week slowly progresses and everyone get set to look forward to another eventful rest days, those people like me starts to get edgy.

On saturdays, you start wishing that you have a companion. this is the day that either promises joy and laughter or more recently, bordom and frustrations. after the umpteenth times of rejections from friends, you start to cower and retreat back to the safe encave that is your home.

There is also a stigma of being home on saturdays. only those who are awefully sick have a vindicate reason to stay home, the rest are loosely branded as losers, unwanted, geeks and other deragotory terms. at least this is what i would personally think if i know my friends are home on saturdays.

During saturdays, i start to wish i havent turn down some of the girls who i have rejected. i tried in vain to reassure myself that it is not i am not wanted. its just that im picky. truth hurts i guess. while it is not too much to say that i have had my fair share of admirers, nowadays they seem a dime a dozen. in fact all i look forward to nowadays are fridays.

On fridays i get to play vball. so for the next 3 whole hours, i be prancing up and down the court. rolling to retrieve the ball, elevating into the air to spike the ball, tossing the ball and send a radar seeking ball into the opponents court, high fiving when a tremendous point is scored. for that momentary 3 hours, all sense of being obstracise are eradicated. so i do enjoy my fridays. this could be an oxymoronic statement considering i hated saturdays.

So after the euphoria of fridays, one came crashing down to earth the next day.. after the high of playing an intense game of vball, you suffer the igominity of coping up at home on sat. days like this make u think. why did your itchy mouth say no when someone asked you out. or why did your pride gets the better of you and you refuse to key in some number to try date others. or the best part.. rejecting that so eligible girl JUST because you think she pales in comparison to your ex. yup. and you suffer at home alone.. suffer the fate of a loser. cheers.