Abandon Ship

I didn't wake up until 11 this morning which is a pain in the ass, because I was going to get up early to practice for my driving test...It's 12.20 and I won't have time to go out now, because I have to do this stupid presentation on the development of paper for college, I have to have a shower, and I'm in work at 4. So many things to do, so little time. I can't wait until next week is over and it hasn't even started yet! Well, I just want to get as far as Friday because I have Saturday and Sunday off. Think I'm meeting up with Derek on Saturday and then off to Manchester on Sunday! =D

I was in work last night and I began thinking....how do people work in a Supermarket on a checkout or the shop floor for 40 hours a week as a career choice?? I don't mind doing it part-time while I'm in college, but it feels like a terribly degrading job sometimes. You know that the customer doesn't give a shit about you or what you're about. They just want to get in and out and only see you as something that stands in the way of them getting out the door. I really don't think I could do that as a permanent job. It obviously suits some people and that's grand! But for me, I just couldn't do it...I want a job where I feel like I make a difference and have some satisfaction in what I do.



Sometimes I feel like this:

Give me some religion, pass the wine
Because this time I can't hold it in
Like I always did
Give me some more TV, make it loud
Make believe, I'm in desperate need
For some company
Attention, this is not a test,
help me get this moving target off my chest
From my closest friends
Save me from this recklessness
Talk some sense into this head
And I'll stop this endless S.O.S

Treading water with weights around my neck
A shipwreck of reckless accidents
Overboard and I'm about to quit
Head first, high dive in this deep end
Abandon ship, because it's sinking way too quick

Give me some forgiveness, and I'll try
Because this time if I pull the pin, I'll be blown to bits
Give me some more music, I'll sit and read the lyrics
Like a bible, a gospel, I'll sing along
Attention, this is not a test,
help me swim to shore before unconsciousness
My hands feel like they're made of bricks
Save me from this hopelessness,
talk some sense into this head
And I'll stop this endless S.O.S

I can't listen to all the reasons
I just need one more thing to believe in
The one thing that will keep me breathing
I'll kiss the dirt when I hit dry land