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Wednesday, June 08, 2005
nightmare
the countdown begins. Another week to go and the inspection starts. Well the news is that the 'BIG MAN' is coming over to our department to discuss our workplan for this year. what the ###@@!. Man I don't know very well the upcoming projects in our department and one thing I know for sure is that I am gonna be in a deep shit. I just come to know that he is going to talk to each of us regarding our work life. How I wish I can tell him that I wannna get out of this place or at least the research & statistics department. All I can do now is not to think about it and take each day as it comes. Wish me all the luck (in getting a new job soon). :-)
2:29 AM
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