Jun 2, 2009
My life as an unemployed citizen was awesome in terms of being stressed-free person. I had never been happier. Even though I grew sideway from not using much energy to burn my fat, I must say it was the happiest time I ever had. Things begun to change after I was offered a job. Instead of going to bed at midnight and getting up at 8 in the morning, I had to drag myself out of bed at 6 in order be in a training room at 8. I was basically running from a parking lot to the building to show my face there before my trainer arrived. Driving to work was a challenge, too; I couldn’t help yawning from home all the way to work. My eyes were always full of tears which came down on my face interminably. Coming back home after being shoveled new information into my restless brain made me feel even more exhausted. Don’t ask me what was going on around the world or what TV program was very famous; I couldn’t answer either of them. I hit my pillow exactly 9 o’clock almost every night.