I had a bad day today at work. 

Well, shit happens...people say.  But I just could not stand the kind of management who could not make decision at all.

I have decided: even though there is only myself lives on this lonely planet, I would go for my own way!  No matter how.  Go to the mattresses.  Fight for my right.

There is an old song which sang by Patsy Cline:

Seven Lonely Days

Seven lonely days make one lonely week.
Seven lonely nights make one lonely me.
Ever since the time you told me we were through,
seven lonely days, I cried and cried for you.

Oh, my darling, you're crying-boo-hoo-hoo-hoo.
There's no use in denying I cried for you.
It was your favorite pastime making me blue.
Last week was the last time I cried for you.

Seven hankies blue are filled with my tears,
seven letters, too, are filled with my fears.
Guess it never pays to make your lover blue.
Seven lonely days I cried and cried for you.

Oh, my darling, I cried and cried for you.