So we just came back from sending both our desktops in UPS for packaging and delivery. Luckily my old laptop still works, the downside is that we now have to fight each other to use it. If one is using the internet, the other one has to play videogames or go read something or in my case, lie in the bed looking at the ceiling.

This laptop also has a busted letter ‘h’ so you have to press it extra hard for it to register and it’s pissing me off. You know what? fuck it. From this moment on I’ll write without the goddamn letter H. I’m tired of aving to ammer it in order for it to work. See? tat wasn’t so bad.

Te rest of out clotes are still in boxes and part of it is already in out luggage. We just need to pick up all te miscelaneous stuff lying around and watever doesn’t fit gets te boot. As a matter of fact, I’ve gatered a LOT of utterly useless sit (lol guess wat letter is missing) and placed it in a table, so everyone wo visits us gets to pick among fabulous prizes suc as empty dvd boxes, kleenex packs, and a mold of my teet, wic te dentist gave to me after e made me my crown. It’s creepy but I didn’t get rid of it because I tink it’s cool, in a morbid kind of way. But as cool as it may be it as no place in our luggage.

Goddamnit now tat I read tis it sounds like Nico Bellic’s blog.

I am still waiting for te acceptance letter, but apparently everyting is going fine, it’s just tat it may take more time tan I expected. I submitted everyting correctly and on time, so te recruiter told me not to worry, tat I would be just fine. I know I basically ave one foot inside, it’s just tat tis waiting period gives me tese pangs of uncertainty tat I absolutely fucking ate.

So, wat are we going to do all tese days witout a computer? Well aside from trying not to kill eac oter over te laptop, I, for one, am going to keep sketcing and oning my drawing skills. I’ve seen work from current students and let me tell ya, tese people don’t fuck around. Tey mean business. Tere’s no room for alf assed crap in tere. Everyting you do trougout tose 2 years goes in your portfolio, wic is wat you’re going to be sowing to oter game companies wen you’re job unting. So if you do a mediocre job, don’t expect anyone to call you back.

Tat’s not gonna be a problem for me, since I’m gonna treat tis wole experience as if it was a real job and my life depended on it. And it does. I’m placing all my coins on tis single bet. And I’m not backing out of it. Everyone’s been like “wat if tey dont pick you and you end up stranded over tere”. So? It’s not like I am a talentless loser witout a title. Wit my current skills and work experience I can land me a decent job and sustain myself wile I gear up and try again next year. But tat’s a worse case scenario, wic is obviously not going to appen. You ave no idea ow many pessimistic people just tremble at te idea of wat me and DS are about to do. Well, fuck pessimists. Get your goddamn tragedy goggles off and stop nay saying. We’re young, talented, and ave te means to survive tis adventure. Te last ting we wanna do is waste valuable time getting worried and/or depressed, so kindly sut te fuck up.

So, like a typical aries, I’m gonna jump on tis opportunity witout even looking back. But at least I’m going away sure tat watever te outcome, I’m gonna land on my feet. And so is DS.

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