…can kiss my ass. Epic fails at work, fellowship denial, plus bad news in the air has made this month a complete nightmare. Today I finished off the month with a bang by bombing my oral exam with 3 hydrogen bombs.
Yes 3. I’ve only found peace next to my loved one… times that got me through this obstructive forest of life’s entangled weeds… and times that have saved me from getting lost and hopeless.
Good things are lined up for next month. Although there will be responses for the shit that’s happened this month, there’s always hope and perseverance to win out in the end.