Favourite place? Upstairs there’s this mural of wildflowers and I like to sit on a bench in front of it.
It’s funny with mothers isn’t it…One of my earliest memories of hospitals, my mother had to go to one. She had an accident, ended up blind in one eye. … Actually I did it to her. See my mother had a habit of making me feel real lousy. She would call me a tramp, she would say I was a disgrace to her and myself and I took it. For the longest time, her opinion of me until one day, I don’t even know what set it off, but I took off one of my pumps, it had one of those real pointy heels, and I stabbed her right in the eye with it.
so back in january i sent applications via ucas to some UK unis and obviously they all rejected me cause here’s in spain we don’t prepare the personal statement and extra activities don’t count (at least in HS) and all that shit so mine was obv shitty, anyway,i was expecting it
and yesterday i talked to my brother and said they had sent me mail with information about accomodation and even a sim card as if they had actually accepted me and i was moving there lmao. i suppose they send it to every student that has applied (tho it’s kind of a waste cause why would you give that to a student that wasn’t accepted?) but it made me feel kinda shitty like heyyy we didn’t accept you but here’s the things you’re missing BECAUSE we didn’t accept you! yay!
internet friends are kinda like illegally downloaded friends. you don’t get the physical copy but you still get all the great content