So this has been a weird and very full week. A lot of things happened, some very good, some very bad, some in between.
I got into both of my dream colleges, London College of Communication and Camberwell College of Art. I chose Camberwell.
I started to sort of like my job, the idea of doing it until September is not as repulsive as it once was.
I had to drop my dream internship at Vimeo because I have to help my parents pay for college and for the life in London. Vimeo was unpaid and I couldn’t afford to pay for the flight and the housing. I still hope I’ll do it next summer.
I spent yesterday night out, we drunk wine, we got out, we got lost in the middle of the Portugal fans who were out celebrating the victory, we screamed we didn’t give a shit about football but they blew us kisses and let us have the seats left in the bus.
I got home with a boy, we watched Eternal Sunshine for the second time in a week, we had sex, we fell asleep at 6.
I broke my coffee machine, my mailbox, my cellphone, my head.
Marc I know you’re reading this, hurry up with your fucking exam so we can go party like crazy.