My Week

Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays.... I have to wake early in every morning. To save money for the high cost dream of mine, I decided to work where I work now deeply in my mind. Just for the pay. I knew it would be much better if the job held somewhat of my interest, but then I couldn't have any other choice. A given job was the only option that I could have.

Thursdays, Fridays... I must see the middle-aged fat dudes in the office even under the perfect fresh days. On top of that, there are three. Not only that they are fat, but do they cheep "Bra-Bra-Bra" to me deadly enough to annoy me. One means no matter, two all alone mean bullshit, but three toghether mean the tragedy. Mostly 7 months already passed. Now I'm especially afraid that I can put up with this vacational situation until next March. Can I? They will have annoyingly cheeped to me without any doubts, though? Do I have to be the person in charge, who only struggles against them and the atmosphere screwed up by them? Freshmen are always like this.

(Friday nights) Saturdays, and Sundays... The time should be the relief that I need. With my woman, with my friends, even with no body, I go somewhere, kicking their images, words, and even names out from my life. So, I want to drink some with no reason. Drink some???? Probably, I will become fatter and fatter then be one of them in the future. Perhaps, this way might be what they passed. Umm, taking a look at the way, there, some footprints are named same names with them. What I have to do is I have some distance from their pasts, I keep it mind.

Then I sleep..., cheeping "For the pay" again and again.