It's over...

Turns out the prick was right, John did just want my E-mail to say no. F***!

Not only that, they already have access to HD equipment at ACE-IT (Which I couldn't get into). Double F***!

I can't even say how bad this makes me feel... At least it isn't to the point of suicide... yet.

All my free time will be devoted to Team Fortress 2 and fragging the hell out of other people. Time outside of that would be very depressing...

Edit: Wanna know how I feel right now? Download this song: You're Pitiful (Don't worry, This Weird Al song was meant to be downloaded for free.)