Yet another dream being crushed into pieces?

Haven't had the time to write anything lately. Been busy all weekend. Actually I'm at the time really stressed out just by keeping track of the many things that needs to be done. First off all there is my application to some London universities, which really is one hell of a process. At least if your a norwegian. You see, I discovered some things that's not exactly to my advantage. The thing is that Norway isn't a member of EU, which means that entering a university as a norwegian in a EU country, isn't good at all if your broke like me. It will literally make my economy bloody miserable. I can only say that I hate the fucking EU rules more than ever, making me pay 10000 pounds a year in tuition's instead of the normally 1300 pounds. Ok, so I have a real challenge ahead of me...if I ever receive an offer that is. What else is new anyway.

I have to check out if it is possible getting a sports scholarship or something, anything that will help me pay for school. I used to be pretty good in tennis, but I haven't played in like 5 years. That can indeed be problematic.

My other problem is getting references from a former teacher. What the fuck. Who the hell in his right mind would write me a reference. As far as I can remember I didn't give a damn in class. Never once did I raise my hand answering questions. Mostly I annoyed my teacher by talking to a fellow student while he was trying to teach, even sometimes being quite rude. Basically I was doing everything else then paying attention. Now that I'm older I regret my lack of interest in school more than ever. Well, I can't change what's already been done can I?

Maybe there is one teacher I can ask, getting a good grade in his subject and all. But at the same time I'm not so sure if he has forgotten about me taking part of drawing him as devil on the blackboard. I went to a Christian school, so he took it (stupid enough) dead serious this guy. He even threatened to quit after this little incident. Ok. Maybe not him either.