Haha I find it ironic that my last (and old) journal entry was me saying about my dislocated shoulder.

Well...its happened again.
This time in a nightclub.
Funtimes.

I've got a place at Thames Valley Uni, I'm going to be in SO much debt but its only money, right? In my eyes, I have 3 paths;

1. Go to uni, learn stuff, get a decent job and continue learning/gaining experience/climbing the ladder until I get the perfect job

2. Teach myself everything, which is highly possible, but would take longer, and I would miss out on the expierience of Uni. However, I wont be 15k in debt.

3. Have a mediocre job like everyone else, keep photography as a hobby, die a nobody like everyone else, have to take anti depressants because everything reminds me of my failed life and my inner child would be screaming at me because its her thats pushing me to do good. At 12 I thought I'd be a famous author by now, lol.


So option 3 isnt actually an option.

And I'm too lazy for 2.

So 1 it is.

~ Saoirse
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