And the Vision that was Planted in my Brain

I suddenly feel really bad again about rejecting the University of Warwick... I mean it was the university I didn't want to go to the most because I thought it'd look the ugliest (well versus University of York anyway, it was like a competition between number 4 and 5), yet it was the only one that offered me an unconditional offer. It's like stamping my feet in the face of the only university that appreciated me enough to give me an unconditional offer, I think. And I always feel really bad about turning that the only people who appreciate me, for they are few and far between.