Sunday, March 3, 2013

I'M A BAD BLOGGER FRIEND

I am sorry, I know that I have not been very supportive and that I have been missing a lot of important events in your life. I promise I will try to do better and be a better blogger friend in the future.

Why have I been missing? Well, my new job is unexpectedly very demanding, not to mention that I had to go for last minute training and that my boss likes springing last minute things on me, like that I will have to be working late every Thursday and Friday and possibly Saturdays as well, but other than that...

I am really sorry that I have not been making the rounds and offering my support.

7 comments:

  1. Don't worry about it, Murees. Life has priorities. :) Now we have to support you. Only fair.

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  2. We understand Murees. Life gets in the way so don't be too hard on yourself.

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  3. Hello! I hope you're enjoying your job, despite the hours and last-minute training!

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  4. No worries. Life gets in the way. :)

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  5. No worries. You have a job and that is awesome. We'll be here when you get back.

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  6. Oh wow! I hope things settle down for you soon. Don't worry about us. We'll all be here when you're back. ;-)

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  7. Al Diaz - Thank you so much for understanding and for always being there.

    Michelle - Thank you for understanding and for the kind words.

    Annalisa - It has the potential to be a very great job. I am trying my best to learn as much as I can and to make the best of this great opportunity.

    Kelley Lynn - Thanks for understanding.

    Jai - You are just fantastic for being so kind and understanding. Thank you.

    Misha - Thank you. I really hope things settle down soon too. I miss you guys and the blogging and writing.

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