Yeah. Not good. D D C.
I haven't started crying yet... I’m kind of ok at the moment. aforni
called because she couldn't stand the wait and when she started getting
upset I felt it. So as long as everyone around me stays calm then so
can I.
I called them up to ask what could happen and they have to get a copy
of my certificate (which my mother’s doing now) and all decisions are
made next week. I’ve no idea how hopeful this is… they may
a) let me on anyway,
b) let me on the foundation degree course (which is what I want to happen) or
c) just say Sorry but no thanks.
…What’ll I do if I’m left here?
- I’m moving out of this stupidly small room if not the house. I’m
forcing my mother to convert the living room for me. Nobody should be
sleeping in a room this small especially if they’re 18 and want to
bring back grrls from whatever club they’ve just been to. Its just not
practical.
- I’ll switch jobs to freelance musician once I’ve got my harp
repertoire up again… (The last job I did about a year ago and I played
two 45 minute sets at Manchester art gallery and got £165 for it. That
was a bit over £50 an hour plus expenses. So what the hell am I doing
serving cider to scallies at the MEN arena???)
- I’m going to learn to drive. I’m also going to get a motor bike
and learn to drive that because they are *kick ass* (yes I’m really
quite serious). I can definitely afford it if I get some sort of
residency playing the aforementioned harp.
If I do all this then I can ride around on my *kick ass* bike all year,
picking up grrls and bringing them back to my flat by enticing them
with my ‘sensitive musician side’. (Oh Yeah. It’s all about the
optimism kids ;) )
Wow I actually made myself laugh. I amaze even myself. hmm... Yeah.