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But I’m looking at schools in London again. I really REALLY want to go back, and one of my good friends just told me she had decided to attend a chef school there, and we have previously discussed becoming flatmates if we both end up there, as neither of us can afford it on our own. GAH. I really want to go…but it’s so expensive…ugh…I don’t know. Why can’t people just throw money at me and be all like…
“FOLLOW YOUR DREAMS, GOD DAMNIT!”
It’s most upsetting.
And another guy I know is planning on going there as well, and keeps egging me on, and I’m all *INTERNAL FLAILING* and *ACTUAL FLAILING* and I don’t know what to do. I’m still not certain what I would want to study, which…is something I need to figure out…so ugh.
Basically.

And London is just hanging over there all like:

And my bank account is all like:


And I just wanna be like:

I’M DOING IT.

So….yeah. We’ll see where it goes. :/
one of these things is not like the other… (Taken with instagram)
I WANT THIS JACKET SO HARD. CURSE YOU BURBERRY FOR BEING SO EXPENSIVE.
Alien Brain Hemorrhage Fail