An encounter with a colleague yesterday (who has a certain fear of me) changed everythin. Previously, I don't know what was his problem. Well... I still don't know actually. But I suspect he was scared of me or sumthin. He appeared unfriendly, arrogant, never spoke a word to me, and whould stay as far away from me as possible like I'm some kind of a disease. So of course, with ppl like him, I don't give a damn too. But since yesterday, we're like good friends already. Hah.

I'm starting to hate this place. I dunno what they take me for. A prostitue? A whore? Damn all you ppl. I happen to have feelings too ya noe. No. I only have myself to blame. Well, at least so far it's not too bad. The fact that I'm not developing any feelings for any of em is gd enuf.

Or have I?



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