freak. frack. FUCK.
we absolutely forgot about the time in between approval to final publication.
which means i have to get things done ideally before chirstmas.
but who the hell other than the crazy people in my school read and process emails during the christmas period in the first place?
dammit!
i hate deadlines which are unforgivingly short. worse still, meeting them depends more than my efforts.
when stuff officially becomes responsibilities, they are no longer fun.
and after voluneteering (more like being volunteered) my legs, we still need a video editor. great.
i proclaim officially that bizcomm is a life and soul sucking entity filled with slavedriving and/or overachieving (but some will call it dedicated) people.
bus rides of epiphanies and myself share a love-hate relationship.
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