From preparing for my brother-in-law's wedding this Saturday to proofreading a friend's PhD thesis... I have had many late nights.
With regards to proofreading... It makes me realise how kiasu and obsessive-compulsive I can really be. I am in my element when it comes to combing out long sentences and footnotes for spelling, grammatical and punctuation slips. While my eyes are so exhausted, there is a strange kind of fulfillment in being the cop. Every slip I scavenge is one imperfection less; I am also thankful for such a wonderful (and fun) way to serve God too. (It is a theological thesis, btw.)
I should so consider a job in proofreading. Earn some pocket money while I am at it too.
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