Direktlänk till inlägg 24 september 2014
When I was a young, the parents would ask me who I want to be? I never know it. Tired of being a policeman catching bad people. Maybe I also want to be a bad man. Being a bad man would have fun while running away from the police. Like the games we used to play. I never want to be a teacher because they would face all kinds of naughty boys just lke me. I would not wish to be a worker because they look always tired while I watch them. They can drink one whole bottle of water without a breathe. I can not imagine how thirsty or how tired they are. So I tell my parents I do not know who I want to be.
What I think of the time should be free. While I want to work I can go to work. And while I am tired I can go to the bed and take a good sleep. While I am not feeling good or it is a rainy day I can stop and sleep in my bed. I decide when to work and when to enjoy the life. However in my world seems this kind work never exsist especially I am one person always want good things. I have to sacrifice something to trade the things I want. Now this is why I am here and always want to something I wish to own. I work every day. And I am not happy. This world is not a perfect world. And every man should have his trouble or problem. Any way I hope the future can be better. Because I do not know how long I can take this kind life.
The summer is still warming up the temperature. After the ice cream and wonderful beach life. When the weather get hotter. We are willing to stay in the house and enjoy the air machine at home. However sometimes we have to get out for working and sho...
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