Tough night, tough day. Reviewing my report makes my supervisor "puke blood"... "Come on you're a big girl now, you're supposed to be project planner next year." My 3am clock out spread around the office and someone kindly advised me that it is unsafe, and that is an issue. That's the least of my offences.
I do try in life. I'm just not smart enough to GET IT, so I never get it right. I want to get it right. But right now, I wish there was a space under my bed to hide in.
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