Merry Christmas, not.
A mini celebration for the boyfriend at Timbre, and a not-so-successful road trip with (some of) the love. Slept 20 hours of my christmas away, woke up, and threw myself back into the bedlam of
crap projects. Please let all these crap pass soon.
There must be more to life than all these.
Please convince me that, all these work are not just part of the mindless race to get a freaking diploma.
Please convince me that, at the end of the day, I will learn something useful, I will get something back in return, that these are not a total waste of my youth.
Click here to find out the extent of crap we are subjected to. You may kill me now if you wish to.
P.S. "Where is one love?" kim asks. Drowned in projects, we are. Time for Kenny the Lifesaver to do his shit. Save us kenny boy.