hello university!

just a cheeky little post to say that foundation is over. the end. fin.
iamsadfaceaboutthis.
i really miss it already.


however...

i got a merit in my fmp, so i'm going to norwich in september, bitchesss! i am happy. so so so happy.
thursday was a good day; found out i'm going to the uni i want, then went to the old hat and got drunk for eight hours.

life is good.

ahhhhhhhhhbvurwijncwngh

had a bit of a coursework/other stress/what do i do if i don't get into norwich related mental breakdown last night. i am hating fmp, and stupid bloody french idioms right now. 
cannot wait for it to be over.


calmed down a bit today though, and i am currently baking some digestive biscuits in the shape of the words "ne pas digérer quelque chose". as you do.
they're looking pretty good but the flour i used was about two years out of date so i definitely will not be eating them...





also, my mum has finally learnt what i do.
she's even learnt the name of the uni and what it stands for!
hallelujah.
"n. u. c. a. yeah? it's norwich... university... c ... something ... college? of errrrrrrrrm, art?" yes mum, well done.

this isn't just any honey,

this is a jar of only the finest (the cheapest i could get in a nice jar) french idiom honey.
aaahhhh yeah.

click on the photo to see it bigger and ting

faire son miel de quelque chose
literally meaning 'making ones honey out of something', actually meaning 'profiting from a situation'



now i just need to decide how to display about ten other french idioms. by next friday.
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh deadline stress.

i should be a baker, not a designer

so, i'm still going with my idioms. got about three weeks left and no idea what to do for a final piece, so it's fair to say that i'm shitting bricks. anyway, here is something i did the other day. i like it :)

inspiration: i thought this was beautiful. my attempt isn't quite as lovely as this but never mind.

technically, i should have written "that's the way the gingerbread crumbles", as i tried this with cookie dough and errrrm, i didn't really work. it was like one giant cookie instead of nice little shapes. it tasted nice but didn't exactly look good. unfortunately these biscuits are pretty inedible. plain flour was used instead of self raising and they are rock solid. it's like eating wood. very disappointing, i was hoping for a mid-coursework snack.

anyway. i like it. i better get on with some other coursework now...

easterholzupdatez

as usual, i've done almost no coursework over the holidays. one day i will learn not to do this.


in my defence, i have started. i spent 3 hours cutting one lino print (an hour of this was spent drawing it, cutting it, then realising i hadn't done the text in reverse so it wouldn't print the right way round. then i spent half an hour in a strop before having to start again. then i realised i didn't have any proper ink or a roller or anything so i couldn't even print the fucking thing. ohhhhhhh the anger.) 
so all i could really do at home is research. without a mac or any decent programs on the laptop i've had for five years, which is missing several buttons and takes approximately 72 hours to turn on, i can't even do any design work other than rubbish sketches.

i also have another excuse in the form of me being horribly ill for the last couple of days.
i fell asleep in the sun and got a bit of heat stroke. the first day i sunbathe and that bloody happens. bloody typical.
i went to the alex, had one and a half drinks, walked to the station, felt like i was going to pass out, was violently sick in an alleyway, came home, was sick about 10 times, slept for 18 hours, was sick again. lovely.
also, i googled heat stroke and scared myself shitless. the first thing that came up was "Heat stroke is a life-threatening condition" brilliant.
i'm alright now though. a bit scared to go out in sunlight though...





my tutor will not be happy i've done (almost) no work.
even though i could have died.

idioms for dummies.

i finally know what i'm doing for my fmp!

language/idioms/typography/print/info graphics

writing my statement of intent when i still didn't have a firm idea nearly killed me but i managed to make it through.
i'm quite excited about doing it, now i know what i'm doing. prepare yourselves for printed tshirts and bags etc.
i may even try and sell them to earn some money ;D


i've also had conditional offers from nuca and maidstone.
and i bought a henry holland dress for £11 and a playsuit for £3.
and anchorman for £3.
and some mini eggs.



basically, life is good today.

i am not good in interview situations.

I had my NUCA interview today. Scary times. I was so much more nervous than I was for Maidstone but I thiiink it went ok. He asked me the worst question in the world though;

"Where do you see yourself in five years time?"

I died a little inside. I wanted to run away. I have no idea what the answer to that question is!


If I don't get in it's probably because of my pathetic answer. I can't even remember what I said now. That's how good it was.




Bugger. Fingers crossed, he will overlook the fact I have no idea what I want to do with my life and give me a place anyway!



...it's unlikely but it's nice to be positive.