Formation de deux ans en alternance...
Longs trajets pour y aller...
En d'autres mots: I have a life. And a so-called real job. Even if I still don't know why would a job be called "real" or "not real" or "fake", cos hey, even the guy at the cashdesk in a gas station has a job for real to earn real money at the end of the month, huh? (TRUE STORY BRO!)
(oh, someone's whispering me that I already have a life from ever since I saw the day...)