Tuesday, January 25, 2005
That’s what I feel like screaming right now. With my imminent departure looming closer and closer, people are coming out of the boondocks with all sorts of English checks and translations for me to do. Just now I had to exercise maximum self-control and take deep breaths to stop myself from punching someone in the face. Or like Ally McBeal, chewing his head off and then spitting it out like a plum pit. Why is it not Friday yet?!