[A Zarkin' Frood]

I copy shit, file shit, fax shit, take shit, enter the shit into my computer to file it again. Then I file some more shit. Then my boss comes with a "difficult" shit-task which is finished in ten minutes with Excel. Every evening when I come home I'm so full of shit. Then I log on to NPF.

Every time no one looks I dream of a life with a job I can enjoy. A life full of nice things. World peace and love for everyone. A life where my dreams come true. Then I notice I'm dreaming and nothing of it is true. I'm really looking forward to being unemployed in two month's. It'll be a blast. I can quietly do my mandatory civil service in some asylum and pretend I don't mind and all this doesn't matter, it's just a bad dream that will never come true. Until I wake up.

Anyway, to end on a high note. Since this also belongs to my job (training). Today my grades magically improved via the trusted ????-pattern* (usually applied to economics. In that case it would be like this: expansion -> boom -> recession -> depression -> expansion -> boom -> recession -> depression -> ???? -> Profit). Seriously, this is too good. My mean is now 1.5 or 1.3 (1 being the best), depending on whether the ???? strikes again. This may help me to find a decent job afterwards.