i really hate tafe,
and i'm begining to hate interior design.
i guess i don't enjoy it maybe because i can't so much as relate and listen to people that are maybe old enough to be my mother, or even grandmother.
like today,
i went to use the lightable to trace some designs and needed to move my chair in and tripped on this old bag's suitcase, its fucking beyond me why you would bother bringing an entire suitcase to tafe which might i add you are only attending one day a week for a maximum of seven hours, she gave me the dirtiest look for tripping over her stuff, don't need your nite and toothbrush for that you senile old prude.
and the teachers are fools,
a rediculus workload pilled on at a single time, due on usually the one date.
interior design is so much more boring than i thought, i was exited for my future.
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