I finally finished all my final exams and projects at last week, so I decide to have a "enjoyable weekend".

I slept 11 hours a day. I bought kinds of food at supermarket. I cooked. What's more, I spent all the rest of time when I was awake before my computer: watching soap operas and eating potato crisps, chocolates, crackers, and any snacks I could reach on my table. There were a pile of dishes waiting for washing in my sink, my bedroom was mess, and my carpet needed to be cleaned. But I did NOT care~ I just wanted to "enjoy" myself.

However, I stopped. It seems someone was shouting at me "That's ENOUGH!" Who was that guy? Mom? Anyway, impossible. She is in China, thousands miles away from me. So that guy was just myself. Yes, enough was enough. I stopped; I stopped in the mid night of Sunday. I threw away all the empty wraps, tided my bedroom, washed dishes, cleaned carpets, and finally I fell on my bed.

I am thinking. If I keep on eating, will I be obesity? If I keep on watching, will I be stupid? If I ... Fortunately, I stopped myself. It seems sometimes people going on with addiction. Like when we were kids, we eat so many candies until some adult said to us "Enough!". When we grown up, there are plenty of things like the childhood "candies": money, power, position, relationship and etc. They are shinning; they are luring. Sometimes we really do not know when is enough, and there will never be someone telling us, except ourselves. Even for some "good" things. Some people stay more than 16 hours a day in the lab. It may benefit to the development of technology, but harmful for their health. That may be why the dean in my department always says "You need to balance your research and life."

Yes, enough is enough. As an adult, as a grown up guy, I need to figure it out, not by someone else, but only by myself.