wah biang eh.
I realise that this journal is in want of much updating, so here I am.
Ohnoes - Am now tackling the wretch that is my UCAS personal statement. I have never been good at selling myself, so this whole thing is fairly painful for me; it's kinda like ANTM and they go "Why should you be America's next top model?", and the bimbo goes "Because I have, like, the confidence and the passion" and you cringe instinctively - it'll be 3412302183 more cringes before I finish this shit, I foresee.
Irrelevantly, Vic and I share a very special relationship:
vic. + downhill at dusk? says:
j what would i do without you?
js. / 'cos I can't see further than my own nose at this moment。 says:
you'd die, silly.
My response is followed by a hearty string of 'hahahaha's from him; I am afraid I fail to see the humour in my answer.
Ugh, I haaaaaate all the lousy muggertoads who are making me feel guilty for not having touched Lit S since prelims. Alright, I'm gonna go eat chips and slit my wrists now. Peace be with you all.
Ohnoes - Am now tackling the wretch that is my UCAS personal statement. I have never been good at selling myself, so this whole thing is fairly painful for me; it's kinda like ANTM and they go "Why should you be America's next top model?", and the bimbo goes "Because I have, like, the confidence and the passion" and you cringe instinctively - it'll be 3412302183 more cringes before I finish this shit, I foresee.
Irrelevantly, Vic and I share a very special relationship:
vic. + downhill at dusk? says:
j what would i do without you?
js. / 'cos I can't see further than my own nose at this moment。 says:
you'd die, silly.
My response is followed by a hearty string of 'hahahaha's from him; I am afraid I fail to see the humour in my answer.
Ugh, I haaaaaate all the lousy muggertoads who are making me feel guilty for not having touched Lit S since prelims. Alright, I'm gonna go eat chips and slit my wrists now. Peace be with you all.