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As I stare in despair at the incredibly long and complex list of requirements needed to hand in my Design project:

OH MAN. My teacher is lucky she's not close right now because OMG BUT I COULD HIT HER. Why, exactly, couldn't she have told us THIS was the way to hand in the project BEFORE. Like, you know, before Easter holidays? ARGGGGH.

Well so long to today's flamenco class. Ironic, considering said project is a flyer for said flamenco academy.

Say what you want about college, but there's one thing it's taught me and taught me well.

Bullshitting.

Baby, I'm damn good at it.

OH GOD I'M DONE, FINALLY.

And if I can be conceited (and after six hours straight of doing this stupid thing I fucking can), the packaging* is really fucking pretty. Even if the actual flyers are sort of crap.

*My teacher demands a 'creative' way of showcasing your project, APART from writing the justification for the design and whatnot ARGH WHATEVER. It takes ages. That's all you need to know.

Now, some Bones. BECAUSE I DESERVE IT.