"Dog-Tired"

This isn’t an entry about dogs.

It’s just one more grandiloquent idiom to describe my individual condition.

Last week, we finally spoke to our professor about my crazy team mate. After a whole bunch of wise words that rhymes with team dynamics (yeah, whatever), the million dollar instruction was, “He will be graded accordingly, not to worry.”

That is so the line of the month! The one and only logical verdict the rest of us couldn’t wait to worship. At long last, justice pays tribute to all hardworking mankind. Finally I am starting to smell the fruit of my labor (and I don’t really care if I drown you with my contentment in the meantime :P).

Though that did not truly elevate my mood much more than yesterday because I still have a couple more hurdles to cross before I reach the end of this impious land. I cannot tolerate people who are dependant and unreliable. If I ever am going to set up my own line in future, I am going to stress and aggressively promote individualism to be my company culture. Leadership and teambuilding is just bullshit (and you know it, so quit pretending to be a follower to those nutty professors).

I can’t be more elated knowing that the semester is ending.