to quote a guy in my office: "Girl, why you hatin'??" i'm not sure what the answer would be, but it's been my topic for a few days now. i've been walking around like a bottle of venom for the past couple of days now, raging about anything and everything. ("do we NEED a third kind of breast implant?"

i suppose it's a combination of too much work (but the site is almost done!) too little food (pizza and kfc potato wedges randomly distributed) too much muccus leakage and way too many people acting like i personaly spat in their corn flakes. or maybe it's just me. that's okay though.

i'm learning that i have no control over how people will act, react and perceive things that occur, wether generated by me or others. i am learning to ask "did i do something?" instead of "what did i do?" most of all, i'm learning that in the mouth of madness, it is possible to smile.

cheesy peace. later.