two days with barely any sleep, and i finally sent the application forms back to university. i didn't have much time, unfortunately, after the fiasco that is 'the forms never reached my address ... twice!' finally the faculty just PDF'ed the damn forms to me. and while i was compiling my work samples, i began to realize how much shit i've done. two hours of compiling only three projects, i already had almost thirty pages of stuff.

life is good. i guess. apparently i am mysterious, they say. and apparently i like to keep it vague. and apparently it seems like i think all the time.

but i'm not the type to overthink my actions.