Friday Night

I’m very decadent every friday night. After five tense days’ working, I’m like one broken balloon. When I open the door, the only thing I want to do is lying on bed or watching a movie. I just want to indulge myself. But I’ve planed plenty of tasks for the weekend and Friday night is scheduled in my to-do list. I’ll complain about myself if I waste time on watching movies or other valueless things at Friday night. I know relaxing is rather necessary but I couldn’t forgive myself. How pathetic.

What I’m worried is if I indulge myself at Friday night and stay up too late, I’ll hardly wake up early and the whole Saturday will be ruined and then Sunday. A too relaxing Friday night is the beginning of an awful weekend.

Before I came home today, I bought some rubbish food and Cocacola. Rubbish food and indulged night made me hate myself more and more. When I finished the food, I began to watch videos and put away the work I’d planed for this night. When I noticed my swollen belly, I even wanted to curse myself. I’m really disappoint about myself.

I swear I have to change from this moment but who know whether I could wake up on time tomorrow.

I hate myself.