I actually told jasline my passion was blogging. Thinking back, is it? I started blogging to unleash my angst and i had ALOT at that time. Perhaps i was a mimic, trying desperately to get her attention. She moved away from my life and so did i, even so, strands of her lingered, its not her, at least its people closest to her.
Hell, blogging is fun, and i shall continue blogging... even though my hits are low low low, its not important...
I hate life at Citibank, its monotonous and dreadful. You never know when you get to knock off.
I hate the bloody copier beside my space.
I hate the new 'Dictator'.
I hate sleep to work and work to sleep.
Counting my days... 2 more months
and YES i think of you all of the time.
The angst seems to be diminishing. Like a festering wound, healing partially. I pick at it, it rots.
Im oblivious to the pain. Somehow, it fuels my strive, changes me, weakening me. Glad to have my friends by me. Im indecisive, i need their advice, I bear everything to them.
When will i see that light.
Sarah Waters is a GENIUS... THE NIGHT WATCH... go read it. Everyone's inner demons are so well portray, heh mine are.
Good luck for your TP on friday.... :p
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