Saturday, December 28, 2002
My former place is as clean as I can make it. I've erased my computer files and I've gotten rid of my personal stuff. I would have wanted to erase all traces of me but I couldn't get rid of all the files because they might need it still.
At last, after 3 1/2 years, I finally make my get-away. I don't think I'm ever going back there to work. Highly unlikely. Maybe I'll go there once in a while to visit my friends and let the asses there see what a beautiful person I became when I got away from their suffocating influence. One thing is sure though, when I go back there I'll be looking so freakin' radiant and peaceful that they'll be compelled to ask themselves why did they ever let go of such a wonderful person?
The need to gloat overwhelms me at the moment. I just hope this new works out so I can get to do it.
Wednesday, December 25, 2002
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