Dan promised I can drink beer out of a teacup before we go sky diving. Well… he might not have promised, but I’ll hold him to it like it was a promise. He heard my password today, but I’m sure he forgot it. As well as a phone call between my parents & I. Carlee can’t figure out how to make the internets work in her favour. Stupid. 🙂 We had a lovely 3-way chat. Dan on Skype and Carlee on speaker phone stuck at the San Fran airport. Know she knows how it feels to be stuck in an airport. Thought I’d never really wish that on anyone. But I had to gloat, because for once it’s not me.
Uni. of the Arts is FAR cheaper than I thought… How this got past me, I’m not sure… apparently it just dawned on me what exactly “per annum” means (Annually for those of you who also should be enlightened by my recent discovery) £12,000 per year. Which equals out to about $18,000. Just shy. DEPENDING on the exchange rate.
Dear UK – please take a dramatic nose dive in your economy for about 2 days while I do some currency exchange. <3 Me. Note to self: Play Lotto. For real. I just need to figure out how to apply for scholarships. This whole financial aspect of school is absolute shit. Someone should pay ME to get my BFA. I don't have class tomorrow. Just the damn internship. And I have to write that stupid paper about it. I'm sleeping in.