Oh the date depresses me so much, as if that there's pleeentyy of time to catch on stuff. But how the hell can I do that if whatever time I free up gets replaced with more work?
I'm beginning to doubt whether this trip to Manchester would do me any good, unless of course I bring along all my work with me (well maybe some of it), now that would provide me with what I call the ideal working environment. To be left there with nothing left to do when te day draws near an end.
On the plus side, I'm becoming more organized in what I currently do and what I will do. Regardless of whatever lowly standards people still hold of me as well as their doubts over my capabilities of being a good person, I would like to see myself through, even if it does mean for me to leave them feeling content with what they think. Really it would be they who are missing out on a different perception not I.
And one last thing. My friend, we haven't spoken in a month now and I'm dreading this silence between us. I can tell that life's going great for you but I don't want to lose someone like you. You know as well as I, there's no one else like you out there, and it's great to have you around.
I won't be waiting for a reply, because doing just that will be making me anxious. I'm just going to bed. Night all.
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