Judged August 14, 2008
Posted by Sharny in : Life, School , trackbackIt was a pretty surreal experience really, going in, getting the envelope, opening it to find an ominous note to see my tutor, which I knew for sure meant I hadn’t hit my grades for everything. The first thing I read was my AQA statement, which gave me a B in both Chemistry and Psychology, the former of which was a B by no less than one UMS point. Then I found the OCR one, which stated the now obvious result of a C. This was entirely predictable, I hadn’t really felt that a B in Physics was likely at all, I was however hoping for an A in psychology to make up for it but unfortunately that didn’t happen.
So from there I consulted my tutor who told me that he had been unable to get an answer out of Nottingham (their offer was BBB) as I needed to check my UCAS track before they would even talk to me. With this information in hand I was just eager to get out of there and find out. If I were a different person or the results had meant clearly that I had been accepted I would have liked to have found out how well quite a few people did, not to mention thank some of my teachers but the need to confirm my future and the fear involved with talking to people led me home as quickly as I could get there.
I quickly found a UCAS letter stating my application number thingymawhatsit and logged in to track, which was surprisingly responsive given that so many people accross the country would have been logging into it around that time. There, on the first page, was the message.
” Congratulations! Your place at The University of Nottingham (N84) to study Chemistry with a Research Year in Industry (F104) has been confirmed. ”
Sweet relief.
Tagged as: A level, Exams, Future, Life, Relief, Results, School, University
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