I hate going to the bank. First because I have to go pay for my car every month. Second, because i CANNOT stand the attitude of the tellers, who harass me with questions, knowing that I would really be somewhere else rather than be stuck answering their questions….
Well, sometimes I wonder if I should give up on trying to cook complicated meals and stick to simple stuff… But I still want to eat this lomo con salsa romero y miel -_-
I am just sick of having to go through this “exhibition of dead and squashed animals” every single morning on my way to work though the lebanese autostrade (highway). Couldn’t they just remove them or clean them ? or even better just stop squashing them! I, Maya Zankoul, call for a fairer division of the lanes on the highway.
It’s been almost a year and a half that I graduated, and had to face the cruelty of the workplace.
I create this blog today to use as a tranquilizer against the barbarity of daily life. A way to share the story of my life with the people around me.