When life tells you to fuck off...

This post is a gigantic soapbox. Do not continue further reading unless you want to hear about first world problems.

It's been quite a shittastic week and an even worse month at that. I can't really say it was all for nothing but it certainly looks like that where I'm standing. I got coaxed in to a rushed exam taking by my soulless corporate benefactors and despite sacrificing the last month of my life the results where unsuccessful. I regret that all that time was wasted reading books and practicing the material instead of doing things that actually have any value in life like sleeping, spending time with people and working on new products/side projects/games. Like I said, I know a lot more to make my head explode but it seems that is never enough with these people. I will begin to look at, ahem alternative, methods of study that hopefully wont be deemed to questionable. Quite frankly I want that time back. I rue the day this week was born (last Sunday) and the day they decided on what I would have to spend the rest of my very little free time. I don't know if its over but I certainly don't want to go through this again. My endless quest for knowledge does not include things that have very little use to me. For now I can only wait for the next opportunity to stab life in the back as well as the people responsible.

Positive things related to recent events should be covered in another meaningful post. After I recovered from this gigantic beat down.