truth

honestly, frankly speaking..

this is not a post about hatred.
and i hate to admit this.
but, well, i like my job.

so you hear me complaining sometimes? well people had their moments.
but honestly, i'm liking it. i want to be the best editor in the world.

oh, have you noticed that i'm terribly shy?
no? well, i covered it so well. i sometimes chose to be called grumpy or arrogant than just to admit that i'm shy.
this even bothers me.  bad bad habbit.
must change.

another thing.
i had failed. failed of being truly independent.
i am dependent after all. i depend on you.
phew.

that's about it. toodles.

irony

i sometimes hate after office hours, when there's nothing to do. nowhere to go.
it feels too quiet.

take me out.

until i'm tired and want to go home and sleep.
i hate going home alone and just watch tv.
i hate hate hate it.
>.<

i hate it when it's already 4 pm and still has no plan.
i hate it the most when it's 5 and i'm the only one in the office.
i hate it when it's 6 and i'm still clueless.

what makes people wanna go home early anyway?
i sometimes just hate it when i'm alone.
;'(