MURDER ME, HARRY.
So, the university entrance exam is on Friday. ON FRIDAY. Gotta get down on Friday. Fun, fun, fun, fun.
I have reached that certain point of studying where I just feel like screaming "I CAN'T DO THIS!" and leaving the country. I could move to London and live under a bridge with chickens - who needs school, anyway.
I am freaking out.
Oh, and earlier today, I got a letter from the Turku University of Applied Sciences.
The Arts Academy is a part of that school, so I was like flailing all over the place and tearing the envelope open like a psychotic squirrel.
And it was an entrance exam invitation indeed. So I flailed some more. And then... then I actually read the rest of the letter.
Turns out I had completely, entirely forgotten that I had also applied to this library thing. So, of course, it was about the library thing and not the photography thing.
Dear universe,
I am not amused. I will hunt you down and kill you.
So it looks like I won't be getting that Arts Academy letter this year either. I mean, I guess it's technically possible to get one later this week, but I doubt it. It's okay, though. I'm not surprised or depressed. (Does this mean I'm more mature than last year? holy shit.)
But now I have this library thing and the English thing, which doubles the sress and I was already on the verge of some kinda freakish mental breakdown. Damn you, universe.
Living under a bridge is starting to sound very appealing.
I NEED A HUG SO BADLY RIGHT NOW.
Also, why must there be so many awesome things in the TSN fandom. I AM BEYOND DISTRACTED. Stop being so talented, people. You can be talented next week, but not this week, pleeease.
I have reached that certain point of studying where I just feel like screaming "I CAN'T DO THIS!" and leaving the country. I could move to London and live under a bridge with chickens - who needs school, anyway.
I am freaking out.
Oh, and earlier today, I got a letter from the Turku University of Applied Sciences.
The Arts Academy is a part of that school, so I was like flailing all over the place and tearing the envelope open like a psychotic squirrel.
And it was an entrance exam invitation indeed. So I flailed some more. And then... then I actually read the rest of the letter.
Turns out I had completely, entirely forgotten that I had also applied to this library thing. So, of course, it was about the library thing and not the photography thing.
Dear universe,
I am not amused. I will hunt you down and kill you.
So it looks like I won't be getting that Arts Academy letter this year either. I mean, I guess it's technically possible to get one later this week, but I doubt it. It's okay, though. I'm not surprised or depressed. (Does this mean I'm more mature than last year? holy shit.)
But now I have this library thing and the English thing, which doubles the sress and I was already on the verge of some kinda freakish mental breakdown. Damn you, universe.
Living under a bridge is starting to sound very appealing.
I NEED A HUG SO BADLY RIGHT NOW.
Also, why must there be so many awesome things in the TSN fandom. I AM BEYOND DISTRACTED. Stop being so talented, people. You can be talented next week, but not this week, pleeease.