An essay I realized one thing that on workday I always expect the weekends can come soon, but when the weekends come, I always feel boring and wish workday will come soon. Then I tried to analyse the causation of the contradiction, finally I got the answer - I've no plans, no goals for my life which caused myself lack impetus and just do the sleeping-eating-working process, like a machine, no passion, no fun, just waiting for death... They say “Life is like a TV with many channels. Hold the remote control firmly in your own hand, and you'll get the best shows.” Maybe it's time to get the remote control and enjoy my life.