Today was student review day at my college, its basically a day where the teachers enjoy kicking us out of college after our review appointment (they did n `t even let me print my work out -.-). Anyway, the review day is just a day where you discuss your current working grades (and how you can improve them) with your personal tutor. So there I was at this meeting (day dreaming most of the time), and then my personal tutor asked
"have you decided on the 5 universities you wanna apply to, you have to start applying soon." My mind just went blank! Yes I was aware we had to start applying during our AS (first year of college) year but I was so caught up in whatever else that was going on my life that I did n `t actually pay much attention to Uni.
So after the meeting I decided to do a bit of home work (one I should have done 3 weeks ago) and I decided to list the 5 universities I wanted go to,then I started to see why they gave us 3 weeks to do it Lol. Let me just say it isn`t easy! I only came up with a possible 3 universities so far (Stafford-shire University,Keele University and Chester University) they all do Forensic Biology with the exception of Keele which does Forensic Science and Biology (2 separate degrees!!). So I basically can`t find any more and I`ve gotta start my UCAS application soon!
STRESSFUL SHIT !!
It only felt like yesterday where I was obsessing over my weird looking dolls and rushing down stairs every Saturday morning to watch Mona the vampire and Arthur (
childhood memories- I miss being 10) and today I am applying to uni! How time flies, its obviously going too fast for me to keep up!
I don`t even know if I am gonna fit in like whats even more scary is the fact that
its almost CERTAIN I am gonna have to move out because none of my local universities do the course I want to study which is pain! I mean I can`t pay bills and
shit and useless when it comes to dealing with money, like my parents literally calculate the amount of money I spend after a little incident a few years back which evolved spending £200 on a pair of shoes, 2 tops and a bag; see what I mean when I say I am not good with money,
too bad I am not a millionaire. Life would have been PERFECT!
Hopefully I`ll be able to look back at this blog post and think
"pffttt the fuck was she so worried about". Need to cut down on my swearing seriously if my mum saw this....*looks to her left*
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