I meant to do this last night but got distracted as usual. *backspace*

So anyway yesterday turned out rather interesting. I had an interview in UWI Creative Arts for entry into the Visual Arts program. I had to wait for about 2 hours. Wonderful. Those people have started with the moronism from early. There were only 6 of us for the interviews I believe. Enter the victims. 2 guys seemingly friends - no not hot- and the rest were female. Artsy guy #1 seemed to be very good because I caught a glimpse of his work - well whoopee doo. Arsty guy #2 I'm not sure about but he brought in a bit of work too I think. 1 ditzy looking young girl - smart, pretty but impatient with her daddy - aww. Another young girl very bright possibly, pleasant, and an older lady maybe early 30's who looked less-than-amused. Joy. You'd think they would be grateful to have someone apply to the program. Tiff said the classes are very small. *snort* Wow. I suppose I'd be picky too no matter how small the class.

A panel of 5 people/artists/teachers were looking at my work, asking me questions and such. I had to lay out all my work on the floor while they came around talking and asking about certain pieces. All in all I felt generally incompetent un-arty. Nods, hmms, finger-on-chinning. I suppose I have come to terms that each artist is vastly different and would have different opinions on one thing. Overall a generally interesting experience. At one point they were flipping through my application form, realising how many passes I had. I was good I swear. I only let one comment slip about art analysis sucking - but in prettier words. At least one of the guys got what I was saying. That was somehow very reassuring. When I was leaving he said, with dazed cool artsy look - okay good luck bye! I smiled a cute little smiled and went my way and swore they were talking about me after but I was afraid to listen too hard.

I got home and talked to Tiffy about it and we have some good laughs. If I get in (God knows) I expect a veerrrrry interesting next few years.

Stace passed me this fake Harry Potter Order of the Phoenix book yesterday. I only just confirmed it was fake. Heck the writing's not very good either. *snicker* I need to re-read the first 4 books dammit. Rav ftp - where? Help. Someone. Anyone.

*sigh*
Does ANYONE want to go out with me tomorrow night? Fuckers. I'm gonna make a few calls.