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Monday, February 24, 2003

 

"We now return to your previously scheduled programming..."

A deep sigh ensues the battle within. At work.

Well, I know I shouldn't be doing this, but dammit, I don't have any calls and neither do my co-workers. There must be a bug in the electrical system. Or something. Other than that, I knew I should've posted earlier, but isn't a 10-day break great considering it took me, what? Two whole months before I last updated this. I'm getting good.

Honestly! I wish I could update more often, and I was planning on doing so... yet for some reason I kind of expected some feedback or comments. Turns out that the two people I expected to read this never did, while some people did... amazing. One of them said I was pretty pathetic and that he's gonna have a good old talk with me. Now, I think he means well... even though his tough exterior denies so. Another one said that this was interesting! I was quite flattered... no one ever says good things about what I say or write, for that matter. Ah, the Chief did say something nice about a little piece of narrative that I wrote after an incident at the office... I should translate that to English and post it here.

But yes, I will try to update it often Walter. What do you say, think you'll be a frequent visitor? Prove it with a comment and this shall be updated! ^_^ Nah, I'm just kidding buddy. I'll try to update this as soon as I possibly can. Besides, I kinda like doing this. And now is as good time as any.

So, yes. I kinda hoped for some aftermath... yet there wasn't any. I should've expected that. Although someone very dear to me promised to read it, and the anxiousness is killing me. Honestly. There was and there wasn't... ah, I'm not about to tell you who that person is...! For all I know, she could be read..oops. Well, whatever. ^_^

Not that I mind... I'd like her to read it. Just as I'd like to have all my friends read this... which reminds me, I kinda have to have something translated. I have to translate everything to Spanish so that some of my non-English-speaking friends can actually read this. I have a livejournal account as well... since I'm pretty much settled on having this in English, I can have the other in Spanish. I don't know... what do you guys think?

Ha! As if anyone will type in some kind of response, I dare you, I double dare you guys! Hehe ^_^

But yes, I think only three people read this, and maybe another individual might've read it too... dunno. The three were supportive in their own special way and I thank you all for that. Lack of feedback isn't making me stop doing this, which is obviously not what I do best, but who cares? I certainly don't. And I don't think the people here mind me sitting here and updating my blog. Everyone's pretty much lost in themselves anyway, or chatting freely with the guy at the next desk. Which is fine, by me. I'm sitting here at work, surfing the web for cool stuff and updating my blog and I'm getting paid for it. How cool is that? This, of course, won't last and will bring chaos to mey worklife, but for now... I just do not care.

So, what else has been going around with my life? Certainly things have changed, some for the good, some do not seem as good... but I think I will make it, one way or another. I've got to. As there is no other choice, and no, I'm not trying to be dramatic, just pointing out how I feel. I spent my weekend at my parents' which was rather nice, too... I got to see Akira for the millionth time with my sister. Things that we used to do so often that we took for granted...

It was nice to get a hold of those old feelings, once again.

Mmm... a situation has arosen here at the office, I think I'm gonna have to get back to you guys and end this abrup---

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Dante Sparda posted this at 6:26 PM.

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