Finally Semester 1 is over. I swear it was so fucked up this whole week in school. Never ever in my life have I felt so programmed, like a machine. Senses could just go off and come back in a split second and thank God for these seconds to remind me that I'm still a creature with an exhausted soul.
Now that it's all over and (pessimistically) done, I shall ride on the waves to 2 months of nothings and freedom. I somehow hate it, cuz I hate endless waits for calls from the string of interviews I went to, to gladly inform me that I am hired. I need to be hired, I need the money. I am still not hired, and I still need the money.
Then after that I will start THE MAJORS, Illustration. Don't know if I made the clever choice now that I see the future bleaker than ever. I neither have the gift nor skills, why the hell am I in design.
I like the rain now, the sound of it pitter pattering. And yes my friend, the mellow thunder. Peaceful just as it should have been to mark an end for a new beginning.
The world's at war, so's my heart.
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This is true blue avant-garde.
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