Tomorrow.
That date holds nothing but a test of the postal times of the Royal Mail to me: it is the date upon which the acceptance and rejection letters for places at Cambridge University colleges are sent out, but it won’t be until the Saturday of this week or Monday of next week that I find [...]
It’s more than uncommon for anything to serve to demoralise me to any extent, but the existence of the necessity of a supposedly ‘personal’ statement in the UCAS university application process. The word ‘personal’ in ‘personal statement’ surely implies that the statement should be a reflection of the whole of the writer’s personality: instead, it [...]
I’m getting neurotic about potential choices which I may have to make next year. In 346 days, to be more exact; and it’s a decision which will affect the rest of my life, and a decision which I cannot undo if it turns out to be the incorrect one.
I’m talking, of course, about university choice.
Assuming [...]
13 As. Beautiful.
Full marks in History Module 1 and Module 2, Chemistry Module 1 and Physics Module 2.
Bad start: I didn’t sleep until 1:00AM this morning, and I had to be up again for 6AM. Fortunately, my audacity to think that stimulants would solve my tiredness was not misplaced. A can of Relentless and a bottle of Boost later, I was awake. Like, wide awake.
The exam itself went swimmingly, except for the [...]
I can honestly say that I’ve never had such fun in an examination. Not to say that I’ve necessarily done well, but the last question had me in stitches by the time that I’d finished, and parts of my answer to the third question had me laughing. Fuck the result: it was an amusing exam [...]
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