Today we finally presented our studio project. As usual, since when we didn't screw up? I stood up before everyone, trying to get the best out of me. Holding my breath, I stared right into his eyes trying to figure out what he's gonna say about us. I knew that there's no way that he ever gonna compliment our works. If he ever does, the sky would be falling. My fucking heart was beating so fast that I could feel it in my throat. But after sometimes, it got better, I was just so sick of it and we really need to get this shit done. I really, no, it's us. WE really couldn't stand him. The way he always makes things upside down is making me sick. The way he shoots us and that freaking smile he always makes is like putting insult on injury. AND. I really don't get it WHY he always wants everything to be perfect? If we can do everything perfectly, then WHAT IS THE POINT OF COMING TO SCHOOL? Just for the fun of it and to make friends? He is a teacher, he should know what he should do! There are just so many things about this course that I wanna talk about, but I'm just too tired. Seriously, if I can't make it to the next round, then I'll quit. If I can, I'll stay.