So in other news, life has been stable! 🙂
Bland, but stable. Doing my internship in a corporate office of Directors and Managers on a 9-6 shift pretty much sucks the life out of you. Not so much as literally cos I still have my weekends, but figuratively in the sense that I only talk about 15% of my time here. That’s right, you’re not seeing things – I am being suppressed; void of any loud expressions that I would normally not restrain myself from.
This resulted in me rushing to the toilet yesterday just so I could let out a roar and a scream after being fucked over by Excel spreadsheets that refuse to be formatted.
Been reading through my old web journals (I refuse to say blogs) and I must say, I was pretty… crude, back then. Outspoken and crude, one of the worst combinations a lady coming of age should have. I found myself stifling laughter as I scrolled through the months; cringing, as I read posts which exposed my amateur expressions and writing skills (I will honestly stalk and ban my future child from writing in such a manner, no matter whatever the adolescent trend may be); and blushing furiously as I realised how much of my thoughts I actually penned down for the world wide web to read.
A part of me resents my adolescent self, but then another part of me misses how expressive I could actually be. I didn’t used to give two hoots about anyone reading and creating their own mental perception of me and it’s disconcerting that I can’t go back to thinking that.
I’ll be updating this more regularly I think, though I’ve been Tweeting/ Skypeing/Tumblring more often. Future posts tagged as ‘internship’ will be locked, so if you really want to read the musings of an office intern, Gmail me for the password.