Long time no post. So, as I'm running out of things to procrastinate with, time for another post here to pretend this is alive.
The main thing that happened since my last post? I didn't get a scholarship, and as such I'm not going to the fancy-ass UK uni in spite of being accepted. But hey, the costs are insane and we're not exactly made of money. And raising money there in order to cover costs wouldn't be that easy.
As such, I'm going to another UK uni, along with nine other students from my current uni. It's less fancy-ass, but it does come with a wimpy scholarship and no tuition fee. Thus, the required financial investment is less overwhelming and can be covered.
I need to get out of this university I'm in right now. My undergrad studies were okay... nothing to write home about, but pretty bearable. But the masters studies are horrible. Truly, undisputably horrid. Two times a week I feel like giving a damn... two subjects are actually worth listening to. The rest range from mind-numbingly boring drivel to incompetent idiots rampaging around unchecked (I should be fearing for my academic life, as hell knows - maybe these dunces will decide to fail me). And I have to pass all this shit in order to go study in the UK. Just fucking amazing.
In order to flee from my ever-encompassing depressive thoughts, I fled into Team Fortress 2. I play more than is healthy, and I still suck at it like mad, but it makes it easier to stop thinking about the shit surrounding me. About the fact that I'm a Forever Alone, about the fact that once again my high aim ended up dropping me on top of the nearby heap of manure. About the fact that my dream of making music for a living won't ever come true because I'm just too weird and idiotically noncomformist.
I don't even listen to much music lately. Burning a hole in Dick Valentine's solo acoustic effort (hence the title of the post). It's amusing how much moods the guy covers over the course of a single chord-driven, near-minimalist record. Thus, a tip of the hat to my current model of rose from a royal potato on the sidelines. Signing out, until next time.
