just minishorts.

Minishorts is going to faint from the shock of this.

*****

Dear Choo Ki,
I think i learned a lot from being involved in this project and it
was good working with you as you have a cheerful disposition that was
definitely refreshing.
Thank you too, dear Choo Ki.
Warm regards,
Kamala

*****

One year of a horrifyingly heartwrenching project, where the team leader had a a paralysing stroke, the Director had a nervous breakdown and had to quit, and many many mishaps later, it's over, it's done. Several shufflings and e-mailings later, I'm suddenly told I'm cheerful.

Wop. Wop. Wop. New things you find out about yourself never cease to amaze.

Thank you thank you thank you. I have succeeded in polluting the minds of our future leaders. Now if you ever do see that book that reaches the hands of the poor innocent 15-year-old students next year, please ignore my name in the print. Obviously it's put there because I'm good at writing flattering letters and rather excellent at buttering up to older people. The bulk of the job was my co-editor's. I just learnt a great deal about work politics, and damaged my sense of tense. And the passive. And my speling is horible and veli bad, worse then befour.

I've been told that if I don't proceed with the drafting of my timeline for my Thesis submission I might as well forfeit all the time I've spent at University pursuing that out-of-reach Master's degree.

Oh boy. I'm in so much trouble. *Hugs oneself.*

BTW. My new boss is white. She's very Australian, and has a blinding diamond the size of my eyeballs sitting on her wedding finger.

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