Usually I wouldn't put my competition work up until afterwards, but according to my teachers I'm not eligible to enter beacuse it's too late. I'm so gutted, I think I've embarked on the seven stages of grief. It's difficult to say which one I'm at though, somewhere between 'shock and denial' and 'pain and guilt' I think.
No more time for grieving for the next few days though, as I have a huge deadline and an insurmountable stack of odds punching me in the face. Back to work!
