Change.

I loved my week.
I accomplished things that I never thought I would accomplish at this stage of my interning life. I received compliments for a job well done and I was taught lessons. So far, so good. I even encountered situations that stretch me.

Stop it with the mushy shit. I love my week, actually, I loved my past weeks.
I met 24 creative people from different fields. Not including the photographers I met. Basta fuun.

Anyway. I am now on a so-called break. I didn't go to the office. A little alone time.