Revenge of the New Phantom Clone Siths

Ok nothing to do with star wars. Another work-induced bitchrabble.
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Have gotten down to almost zero work today, will have to put in 3-4 solid hours of solid input into my 2 assignments so optimal time can be spared for a mid-term examinations in exactly a week.

4 days of holidays to go and I'm back to the sickening grind, what is there to do to not make me want to leave this forsaken location. I can only think of the support from my family, friends and my own lofty ambitions.

The facades I put up are tiring me out, the lack of life in the very foundations of this territory stifles my ash-lined lungs. The sky may be as blue as the Sunshine State, but it just feels so ... different. (stop rambling)

The work is beneath me, only teamwork with overzealous fools makes me sick. The faculty is fine, not impressive but well regarded internationally. Just the way I like the ride to be, quiet; unassuming but ending with a bang.

I think I'm one of those that consider the journey/experience insignificant, and desired results/endings to be all there is to live for. All my life was getting from A to B, then marking a new B to arrive at and so on. But I'm never satisfied with the results, let alone the work to acheive it. When can I get my Satisfaction?