My OperaBetween
Friday, January 9, 2009 5:38:26 PM
Hang out with my friends to spend this night or take a rest to get well condition tomorrow for a big job.
My friends called me when i was workin at 9 pm. "You should try to rest a while. Come with us. We just have some good plans this night". And at 10 pm when my job have done, i've got them standby on parking area were waiting for me. "Come on dude. You have to relax this weekend". Sounds good, but i have to be already tomorrow morning. There's my name on scheduleboard.
Yeah, that board. The board that i really hate, at least for this month or 2 past. Why? Why in year end and beginning of this year, so many things i have to finish and ready to present? With the data and stats which is so complicate... And my boss's yell, THIS, THAT, THESE, THOSE, TATITUTATUT.,bla bla bla... Argh, fuckin job.
I need fresh air to breath. I need more coffee. I need more suplement. I need more motivation. I need more power. I need every single moment that i can Huahm.
Woke up early in the morning. Work till evening, and damn, not finish yet so i bring it to home. Go back to my flat with tireness on my back. Little conversation with my neighbour. Finish data that i brought. More coffee and smokes beside my notebook. And sleep, still notebook right front of my face.
God, please, make me stronger.
My friends called me when i was workin at 9 pm. "You should try to rest a while. Come with us. We just have some good plans this night". And at 10 pm when my job have done, i've got them standby on parking area were waiting for me. "Come on dude. You have to relax this weekend". Sounds good, but i have to be already tomorrow morning. There's my name on scheduleboard.
Yeah, that board. The board that i really hate, at least for this month or 2 past. Why? Why in year end and beginning of this year, so many things i have to finish and ready to present? With the data and stats which is so complicate... And my boss's yell, THIS, THAT, THESE, THOSE, TATITUTATUT.,bla bla bla... Argh, fuckin job.
I need fresh air to breath. I need more coffee. I need more suplement. I need more motivation. I need more power. I need every single moment that i can Huahm.
Woke up early in the morning. Work till evening, and damn, not finish yet so i bring it to home. Go back to my flat with tireness on my back. Little conversation with my neighbour. Finish data that i brought. More coffee and smokes beside my notebook. And sleep, still notebook right front of my face.
God, please, make me stronger.
