If one more person tells me at least you've got Norwich

I will beat them to death with whatever I need to, wether it be my bare fists, fire extinguisher, or a nearby pole. You know what I don't care, just as long as they get the message not to tell me that at least I have one offer at the place which I didn't really want to go to in the first place, and I only chose it because it had a nice website. The thing is I don't even know why I'm so upset, I didn't even want to go to fucking Falmouth, I just seem to be venting all the emotions which I didn't express with my last three rejections, to places I actually wanted to go to into this one. Why can't I just be normal, and not completely over react. And now the ridicules thing is I don't even know how to react. What do I do, congratulate the people who beat me to it, who were perceived better than me, even though inside its really ripping me to shreds, or let my feelings be know, let it out that for some unbeknown reason I'm actually upset about this.

Oh well this is going to be a fun three days isn't it.

Patty

Just to show that I do do work, hears Patty. If you can access this please tell me what you think before it gets ripped to shreds tomorrow. If your the majority of people who can't physically see my blog for unbeknown reasons don't worry about iy.

I know you cant see this unless you put in my new url http://aftermarf.blogspot.com/

http://aftermarf.blogspot.com/ It's my new url. if you click the like it doesn't work.


But I thought I post anyway just to show that I actually did do work when I went home early.
( (I could say unlike some people in a bitchy way) but I'm better than that).

Is this a bit GCSE?

I cant help but think that I've wasted my time, and that its all a bit GCSE, what does anyone think?

Which ones better

Ok  I have done more than this today, however its not yet finished so I'll probably post that all tomorrow if I ever finish it. Knowing me I will probably have lost interest over the night. But basically which one looks better, its all for a master plan, which may be revealed if as I said I can be bothered.

There is this version without text, which when I asked my mother looked like "A stylised ultra scan". Why she thinks I would design a slightly arty ultra-scan is beyond me but that was her first thought.

On the other hand there is this with type not very different to be honest. I was thinking one with just the "Z" in there, but my mum thought that was whey to crazy. Although your feedback would be awesome, now I have the monumental number of 4 followers. Yes count them its seriously unbelievable is it not. Anyway back to watching a chick flick about shoes.

Bears Behind Bars

Seemed to have abandoned my blog for a while, I didn't meant to I'm just a bit rubbish.
So heres something which took me about 10 minutes to make, but gave me an excuse to post so it actually made me look like I was doing work.

I am sorry that I couldn't have posted something a bit better.

Last night I danced.

Last night I danced, or it might have been this morning, who knows. Who knows when you have your dreams, all I know is the realisation of waking up, and knowing that it wasn't real. Just your imagination, deciphering the day you've had into the sub-conscience. Telling you the things you fear, or want, or hate, or love. Why do I want to dance so much, I hate dancing, it makes me feel like an idiot.

Dam you slow moving millie.