Imperfection.

Working with a perfectionist is a brutal experience but at the end of the day, it feels worth for living. I rather choose to be imperfection, less expecting people to do what they suppose to do, even though they have been informed many times and being simply simple.

These few days and weeks are really super exhausting, tiring and energy-draining and dragging. I have had horrible sleepless nights and this semester is the worst. I could not understand when some people are too demanding and urging something which in the end goes like this "Oh, you can send it by tomorrow, or make it this Friday " and hell yeah, there are 2 days to go before the extended due date. The work does not stop there for heaven's sake. There's more and more and more.

We have to replace 30 hours of music classes, we have a BLS-workshop going on, and folios. I am no longer excited for the upcoming holidays - actually, I have never been excited at all for holidays. I just completely cannot stand all of these holistic-work.

Seriously, please...

XoXo