As The Wings Of Perfect Flame Glow Out Of Passion.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Tuesday morning.

Mr. Dunleavy talked to me yet again. I have no idea why is he only talking to me and not my other colleagues. I really have a hard time communicating with him because Irish people really have this accent. I consider myself a pretty good speaker and I have a good command of the language. But I really have no idea why I talk like a 3 year old when I am talking to Irish men.

Hay, sad vibes once again. My father is really flying this thursday. My problems are constantly bugging me and my only relief is when I am in the office where my thoughts shift but when I am all alone, especially at home, I remember all my worries.

Everyday at greenbelt church, I ask God one request - make me happy. I've been so down for almost a year now and I need some reason to be happy about.

Sir, um, ano... I cannot, um, ano... understand.

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4:08pm

Puga, I am currently re-downloading folders from the CVS. Goddamn, I really should not explore the eclipse features anymore! Damn!!! And my finished test modules are nowhere to be found. If all hell breaks loose, I will repeat the module that was given to me. Shet...

Now, I have nothing to do but wait to that CVS download. After that, I will run the ANT tests and wait again for few hours! GODAMNIT!
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