Wednesday is over, as work day...It's only past seven o'clock but I am soooo free!!! Paper round has done. Now I'd like to continue my typing...I need my speed typing about 200 letters per a min, then I can rely on getting a good job in call center for instance...Well, nobody can even guess how I long for normal job that my daughter and relatives wouldn't feel ashamed because I work by janitor and paper deliver. I am not a prostitute, I do not steal in supermarkets or somewhere ...that would be a reason to feel low and be ashamed of self state. Isn't it a work to be done well, cleaning territory around apartment block? Why on the Earth those swines don't feel low when they throw rubbish, stubs, bottles out of windows on the lawn, why do people cleaning after them are being despised?
I hate many things now in this life, and now I feel more and more lonely, even more than before...