Back in Copenhagen and successfully unemployed
You know what is weird? Not being in school. In spite of the not so wonderful life of being a student in a second-rate educational institution, at least I am used to dealing with that kind of situation. I'm not so great at this whole 'unemployed' thing.
Mainly because, I don't really want a job. I got used to setting my own hours in the studio, working at home, and having both creative and tedious work to do over the course of the day. In the work world, I'm pretty sure the hours are set, I'm going to get shafted for overtime, and my work will be solely tedious for at least a few years. Doesn't that sound like fun?
Winning the lottery would be so fantastic right now.
This post is depressing.
I need food. And money. And to get out of CPH as fast as humanly possible before I die of S.A.D.