Well, whatever. The job interview went well, or went all wrong, I don't know. I woke up this morning after a bad night of sleep, totally confused, not knowing anymore at all what I prefer in my life and most of all, if I am able (and willing) to work more then I allready do.
Well, whatever. I tought about it long enough to say "Fuck you all, we'll see what the future may bring". For now, I just want to have fun, hang out with my friends, enjoy the city I live in and most of all: rest. I am going to sleep early tonight, and think of the wonderfull weekend I had in Copenhagen. I am going to remember truly and profoundly how much fun I had, instead of occupying my head with worrying and shit. FUCK YOU ALL. Above all, I am only 24 years old, way too young to be the center of this game about expectations, goals, billable hours and bullshit. Well, FUCK YOU.
As I said, I had a wonderfull time in Copenhagen. I love that city! Most of all, I love Helene, a girl I once met, who showed me around. She opened my eyes and closed them again, for good and bad en most of all truth. We had so much fun.