okay. one would usually think that holidays would hold some of the best moments in one's life. true to an extent, they hold some very shit memories as well. take for instance my holiday:


the first few days were awesome, why? because i had my boyfriend with me. but from the day he left i have been stuck behind a fucking desk being forced to work, instead of going down to the beach on a lovely sunny april day. arg. while my friends are having fun tanning swimming and having a couple of drinks on the main beach i am stuck behind a fucking desk, working. can you belive it? on my last proper holiday before prelims and then finals and i cant even have fun...sigh...life is really shit. i can't even do my photography