sometimes i really loathe my job. they cheerfully send in their drafts as noted in the emails punctuated by smiley faces and i can almost visualize their smiley faces slapped many times over, the upward line forcefully turned downwards, by my crude/harsh/mean comments.
well, at least i get to run away soon. enough of my sanity. let's go wild deliberately. i need to regain that sense of self. who i truly am? that will show in time, in an island just like this one but where no one have preconceptions of who i am supposed to be.
except for that two. boo.
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