today is a good day for murder.

i have about 20 minutes to write. this is the only free time i have for most of my working day today. i really can't take anymore of this bullshit. it's like one screw up after the next. fucking insane.

yesterday, our dear client changed requirements again...for the nth time. which is fine really but what i hated about it was they blamed it on me. it was a classic 'saving face' moment for them. i was sooo pissed when they desperately tried to cover their asses by pointing their fingers in my direction. how lame. not to mention, stupid. damn bitches.

nuff said.

my room is finally ....FINALLY....finished. i officially moved back in last Saturday. i only have a small box left in my brother's room and a basket of clothes that need washing. that's also the reason why i'm writing again. i needed to get some things out of the way first. you know, to clear my head so i can move forward. hopefully i can post a minimum of one entry a day. i just read my last post and i couldn't help but smile. it made me remember that really fun night i had and i am amazed at how such moments can be easily forgotten.

so i guess that's good enough reason to keep writing. so i wouldn't forget. so even if i have this potentially exhausting day to go through, this blog would be a constant reminder that somewhere in the middle...there was a time that everything was OK.

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