Today, I have been feeling fed-up.
Frustrated. Fed-up of workin' 9 'til 5. Fed-up of paying thousands of pounds for the priviledge. Fed-up of getting so worked up by work, when it's so essentially worthless. Fed-up of never finishing. Fed-up of never being able to relax guiltlessly. Fed-up of setting standards too high. Fed-up of feeling unfufilled.
I've had enough, enough.
One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important.
-Bertrand Russell
On the jukebox: Phil Collins ~ No Way Out
Hello headtwin ;o)
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Srsly, I'm bored of Uni now.
as watch mentioned in a previous conversation, I had trouble with this. but today, I saw a fox. mebbe someday I'll tell you about it.
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