In dire need of eye drops!

And perhaps some shut-eye!

It's been a long day. Jam-packed. And I tried to squeeze everything in. I'd rather get things done and over with.

Seriously, everytime I think about passionately hating this darned thing, random acts of kindness sprout from nowhere and pacifies my erruption. And the good thing about having ten million things to do would be each of the ten million things having peaks and valleys, the patterns of which would be beyond my comprehension, so I'd have at least one thing to rave about despite having 9,999,999 things to rant about.

I had my third monthly review (marking my third month in the firm) today. It was more of a get-to-know-the-boss type thang or maybe a get-to-know-your-employee session from their side. I've exposed a great deal about who I am, and embarrassingly, my journalism background came up. That's something that has stuck in my boss' head from reading my CV. Thing is, I can't even spell anymore. HA!

Currently too tired to do my research. I feel abandoned somehow. But right now I couldn't care less. I just want to sleep.