Another Day

It's my 6th day of being on-call today...very night when I reach home about midnite, I feel very hungry. I would eat something and then fall alseep in front of the telly. Simply knackered. Unsurprisingly, it has been busy....and I have reached the stage where I really could not be bothered to do anything...but I got no choice. Every morning when I wake up, I would tell myself, "It's just another day." To make matters worse, its Wimbledon time...and I wish I could stay at home and watch Federer or Rafael play tennis.....but nope....have to go to work! Sigh....hope the weekend will be peaceful for me.