Remember the
University of the Arts London fiasco story?
Add to that the letter I got today from Goldsmiths, in which they say they will consider me as an overseas student if I don't send some sort of form to them in a week, because the information on my application was unclear.
OH MY GOD, I'M GOING TO LIVE IN A COUNTRY FULL OF MORONS.
I'm Greek. I'm 18 years old and I have lived in Greece for the past 18 years of my life. What's unclear about that? Are you people doing drugs or something? Did your wives leave you? Am I an outlet for pent-up stupidity?
Every stupid thing has happened to me this year. I honestly feel like I've been run over by a thousand bullet trains.
On top of that my sleep patterns are completely reversed (went to bed at 6AM this morning and woke up at almost 6PM~ I'm talking vampire shit, yo!), so I missed a message from Kostas and he's angry at me for replying to him late.
Y'know, I like it when people ask things of me, it makes me feel needed and stuff, but when you're rudely demanding things from others, and on top of that you are completely disregarding them and whatever might be going on in their lives right now, I just get mad. And I don't like getting mad.
*sigh* Withdrew applications from UAL and Guildhall.
Still considering Brunel as my first choice.
There's CSI:NY on tv tonight. I'm gonna watch.
Adios.