So anyway, it's my last day of work.

I remember when it used to be the last day of school. I was all hyped up ready to go, with my backpack on and sitting on the edge of my chair. Every move someone made, made me paranoid. I wanted to be the first one out. I remember the teacher would look at me and show me the clock on the wall. I would smile back at her, then with her piercing eyes she would show me again, pointing fiercely with her finger all weirdly streched out to the clock. Then I would really look at the clock and realize that school just started a half an hour ago.

This is not like that at all!

Now my boss gave me the same look, pointing at the clock, i had deadlines man. I have to finish crap!

Anyway, gotta go finish them!