Thursday, 2nd January 2014..
I woke up at 04:45. Thirty minutes earlier. My friend and I both need to shower before I head to work. I take a taxi then a bus to work. It takes a good hour or so. The roads are quiet. People are still on holiday. Lucky sods.
Sand paper eyes and drowsy all day at work. Gallons of coffee late, still no energy. shit! Day needs to end.
I hate my job. I hate my job even more when I am exhausted. Why are women so catty?
I get home around 18:00. I fart around and talk to my sister and dad about the day. I would like to fall asleep but its just not happening…