so long, comfort zone!
i dont think i have ever mentioned, but i love my colleagues, i really do. and id pray never to take them for granted and to thank God everyday! really!
i doubt i'd love my job as much as i do now even though it kills, if i didnt have them beside me 24/7. i feel free to say practically anything that passes through my empty head. im warranted to blast any kind of music i want to knowing someone out there, or someone beside me would appreciate it. i know i have all the food i need or want stashed in some secret corner of our room. i know i can bitch about anything till the walls come down and need not fear about it getting out. i know that my private sos hotline operators are just a couple of steps away. i know i enjoy my jokes twice as much because i have u guys to share it with. i know i wont be alone even if my work forces me to stay till unearthly hours.
now i'm stuck in a room where no one speaks, nor laugh, nor even chuckle at the slightest form of amusement. no one's there to help, no one's willing to help and no one will ever bother to help. no one's ever free, no ones ever there, no one ever waits even for lunching together. its all on your own. it finally feels like an actual political jammed packed office. i finally know what it is to have daggers floating inches away from ur back.
why...why me? :(

