12:43 p.m.

Tuesday June 26, 2007

I have finally made it into transitional phase at work. I know I will fail, though. I am certain of it because I canít fake the confidence needed to sell or the concentration necessary to do the right things at the times.

Well, itís about to become a really long four weeks starting now.

I think my new friend is a little too competitve and she seems to enjoy it when I fail. I really donít bring up any progress or regression that I make.

Damn, I am really tired and I need a Darvacet. I have no idea if thatís the correct spelling. Does it really fucking matter?

Am I being judged? Do I know the answer to that question?

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