Weekend

A new instructor at work is giving me hell. Nothing i do is ever good enough so I end up piling hours and hours of work as if my schedule can handle it. The only comfort is in knowing this is not personal as others are suffering her obsessive supervision, but this doesn't change the fact the weekends are no longer a time for rest. It will be long before my next break where I should be laying on a sunny beach lined with coconut trees, far away from this cement jungle.

Another weekend down the drain.

Music
Santa Esmeralda - Don't let me be misunderstood (Kill Bill Remix)

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