I am 19 years old but i still can’t get over how insanely different people can look with a new hair cut.
okay, i’m going to be blunt.
because i am blunt.
I had my falmouth uni interview today, and it was a fucking joke.
I was asked completely irrelevant questions, felt really intimidated and the interviewer cared more about bragging about how much of a fucking god send falmouth is than showing even the slightest interest in my fucking work.
I’m not saying it’s a bad uni, it has to have a good rep for a reason, but fuck me, it fucking knows it, and to me, that is the biggest turn off.
People base their entire futures around that place, and I’m really starting to wonder why. It’s in a sleepy sea side town that is miles away from anywhere, most of he people of a similar age are all students. There’s nothing outside the box there. It feels like once you’re there, that’s it.
Idk. Each to their own I guess, but it sure as hell isn’t the place for me.
I messed up loads in my interview loads, but i’m over caring about that now.
I want to be somewhere closer to fucking civilisation!
I wish I was rich so I could do things like leaving waitresses $100 tips and buy my mom shit and adopt a thousand dogs and aslfaflkgafllkjaadhjssgjs
- John Green (via queendany)