I decided to get myself a copy of Fritz Lang’s Metropolis last week and found out that through a disturbing revelation that work is just like it; we wear uniforms, we do work in a repetitive manner, not much individuality and don’t get much in form of rest. Gosh! I ended up blowing the visit of my friend from the Eastern States because of a little argument that happened during the day, and plus I had work anyway. Maybe he’ll come back for Christmas or something. Anyway, nothing much has happened so far, but just keeping posted.

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