UEA -still- doesn’t have an answer for me.
Sent them my full, final transcripts - so now they know about the C that I got in British Writing in the 1930s but at least they literally have EVERYTHING, including my A- in Adapting to Film and Media and my B+ for my dissertation skdjfkdfjgkjsdklfj
CLOSURE, MOTHERFUCKERS, I NEED IT.
I’m an adult and I make great life decisions!
which is totally why I went out drinking last night and didn’t get any work done
and I’m vaguely hung-over and miserable and up early to go talk about a book I haven’t read
hey kids, being an adult is cool
RE: Brave’s Newest Trailer
When you don’t have to directly translate a film into English, as it is already in English, do not act surprised when people inevitably illegally download it because they have to wait two to three months for the exact same version that you are releasing in the US.
Not yours, because Brave looks awesome and we inexplicably have to wait for two months to watch it,
Denizens of the UK
… I am somewhat convinced that my dad didn’t believe me when I told him about my visa situation
it was kind of weird
also, I kind of sort of lied about having applied to a London uni. :|
Either way, he took things… okay. He was bizarrely not-upset about it, which makes me wonder if he thinks I just want to chill out in the UK for the summer or… something. He hadn’t bought my ticket yet though, which is a plus, but still.
today has been more stressful than it needed to be
Got an email from UEA asking for fee status information, which is crazy stressful, as it means that about 5 or 6 bits of paper will determine whether I pay 5k (Home/UK fees) for my Masters or 11k (international fees), provided they let my sorry ass in in the first place, haha. I know that they won’t pass it on to the academic that decides who gets a spot on the course until it’s all taken care of, though, so it has to be done Sooner Rather Than Later)…
Then I heard about the tornadoes going on in Dallas, which is my hometown, so I frantically called my dad and he didn’t pick up until the third time I called and he was absolutely fine, of course. I knew that he would be, but the tornado was meant to go through my particular neighbourhood, so there was justifiable cause for concern.
EITHER WAY, it is fine and I am silly and I got absolutely no work done on my dissertation today and I really have to push at it tomorrow or Face the Consequences.
The fee status stuff isn’t too complicated in comparison to some of the bullshit I’ve had to fill out in the past - I’ve had to kick up old addresses from when I lived in France for some of those stupid things, so it should be alright. There’s no reason that they shouldn’t let me have UK fees, since I meet all the requirements, but it’s still worrying to have to fuss with it.
Also managed to have some dinner after an unsuccessful day, but that’s okay. At least I had something. Didn’t realise how ill I felt from not eating until I was feeling physically sick for my dad’s safety, and then after that, once I knew he was fine, I was starving. Haha. Weird.
Forget this stress, I’m going outside and watching My Little Pony and smoking until I feel calm enough to sleep. I am not having a repeat performance of last night, thank you very much. (I certainly did appreciate how lovely you all were last night, though - that was really sweet. <3)