Yesterday the sun was shining like any other day here. Skåne seems to have turned into california. I had just filled my belly with cous cous and was tanning infront och the house when the mailman drove by. I took out the envelope from the university of photography in Göteborg and looked unpleased down at it. I had an interview with them last year so I thought... they should be giving me another chance... right? The pictures I sent in this year were much better(I think). I opened it with a knife dirty with oily pesto and found a boring white paper that said "sorry, you are to dumb for us". I put the envelope under my butt so it wouldn't blow away and thought that it didn't really matter. Because... I do hate all the students galleries... the photography at that school is way too art-so-you-fart (please-let-me-die-I-don't-want-to-watch-a-picture-of-a-blurry-thumb), and I don't know anyone who's anyone now after having a bachelor at that school. Also there is no living as an artphotographer.
...why do I feel like SUCH A LOSER?
I haven't even had the balls to tell my sister.
Cause I feel like such an untalented hobo all of a sudden.
Are these letters just gonna keep coming. The no-no's?