My school needs to shape up. I'm not mad or anything, but it ís a downer when I've been hoping for months that they could help me with my studies in Italy. They were incredibly positive about it, too, so they can't blame me. Luckily, one of the teachers involved admitted that they sucked. The other one, however, ist still as much of an arrogant tit as ever. He keeps going 'lolol just do the erasmus thing', which means that I have to do one year in the Netherlands, and then I can screw off to abroad.
I don't want to do one year here, I want to get out of here and go to Italy. I don't think he realises how much I want this. I'll get a couple of jobs there if needed, and pay all tuition myself, but I just want to go.
So no, I'm not mad, but I'm disappointed. I guess I'll continue on my search for good courses to follow Italian in Italy. Talk to my friend's mother about being a guide in Rome. Hum.
Oh jeebus, E. invited a mutual friend to her birthday party. On one hand, I knind of hope she won't invite me, because then it'll just be over with. It's so awkward all of the time :'D
On a happier, unrelated note: someone recognised my writing style in the anonymous PW kink meme. This pleased me! People actually reading this: should I post my fic to my journal? Or should I just keep it where it should be: on comms?