Each summer of the 25 years of my semi-existence on god's not-so-green earth has been blah, hot, blah and hot. This year's summer was, I should say, an exception. It was partly because there were no summer masters' classes/office trainings and mainly because I wanted to make myself busy with anything else other than the usual. Huh, I think I'm being a choosy bitch now. And the bank bosses were, errmm, bright enough to think of having a summer outing for each office (that meant 7 fucking out-of-towns) and kind enough to cover all the costs. Huh! Brilliant.
Whew, there.
"This time, like all times, is a good time if we but know what to do with it." Ralph Waldo Emerson
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