something major has to happen next year. I can almost feel it. The clock is ticking in my head-- and my patience is wearing dangerously thin. My present abode is really giving me migraines--something of the perpetual kind. I had to block out the noise, the oh-so-pretentious, bragging kind. Really can't stand it any longer. Day in and day out I had to listen to them freaks, falling over themselves creating this fantastic bullshit of a story that only exists in their stupid heads..losers. Any hopes of a career change just had to take a backseat for a while. After all, I had gained new friends in the office and I wouldn't wanna mess that up. I am slowly gaining ground in the career department--although there are still too many wishful-thinkings. But that's obliterated at the moment by the sheer force of my desire to bolt from the pit. It's like I can hear them screaming in my head all the time that I have this irrisistable urge to slap them hard. It's like a nightmare that keeps repeating itself, with no end in sight. I need to get away from them fast. Have to get away before I go bonkers.
