Thus goes the life of a hapless intern, who, as the saying goes, is overworked and underpaid. Not for long, maybe. A huge maybe.
It kills me that slaving for perfect strangers who don't know me from Adam leaves me with absolutely no energy to lift a finger to help my mom, who thinks me her entire world. It makes me feel incredibly guilty. So guilty that I can't even imagine 'borrowing' the lovely sari I bought her.Sometimes, I wonder about what it was like to be normal. I can't remember.
3 comments:
Whatever u do, please stay awake long enough to take out that sponge you left in that guys stomach.
Sheesh.
How u been? Apart from being so damn sleepy?
I wonder how it feels like to work this hard..good i think.
I think its good that you people are enough strong to work in these conditions. The post is looking very nice with the pics you added in it.
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