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I recall the F-Word being the first thing that came to mind followed by an actual shouting of, "I thought it was the fifteenth..."
Evidently not - the eleventh - and another tutor says I've only got three days inwhich to do it. So I head up to the open-access ICT suite and get cracking with the help of my friend Danielle who'd already started her's. She got me started and I've successfully completed the section about myself - that's right, I've completed the easiest bit.
Still at it, right now, at home... No clues as to which university is for me, no idea what my last boss' name was, not knowing what chance I have of even succeeding. Deadline or not, a rude ICT staff member approached me earlier today and said, "Well, you've no chance of getting into university at this rate." Cheers for that - you really boosted my confidence...
> The Hibernator wrote:
> Damnit you're right...
>
> okay, okay, enough of the amateur dramatics...
>
> *snort*
Dire, but gold.
> It's gone be a long night.
Are you sure university is right for you?
I suggest something more along the lines of, say, a cage.
> Damnit you're right...
okay, okay, enough of the amateur dramatics...
*snort*
ahaha
I should be shot for this post.
*Thinks of univerisities I'd like to go to*
It's gonna be a long night.
That's enough time.
Go do something instead of musing on what could have been.
Fool.
> Yeah right, I thought you were still in high school...
hahahaha