Forty Six
As some people know I was rejected from university. I only applied for one university as there are only two universities in England that do my course which is forensic anthropology. The university I didn't apply for was just to far away. Anyway, at first I was absolutely distraught about not being accepted. You only needed two GCSE'S (one of them being maths, which I haven't got). I felt stupid that I hadn't got in. Like no matter what I did, I wouldn't ever be enough. I hated it even more that the teacher's at college where telling me "I had it in the bag". I had all my hopes built up on it, it's all I've wanted for years on end. When people at college ask if I am going to university, I just say that I haven't heard back from them yet as I just feel to embarrassed to admit that I have failed myself. Although some people at college haven't got into university also, I still feel like it's all my fault. I hate it when people ask about it. It literally makes me sink. It's worse knowing I can't keep up the lie up forever. If you know me, and you are reading this, please never ask about university. Sometime's it still hurt's. A lot. Especially when my mum talk's about job's. I always think "right now, we would be discussing what thing's I need to buy for university instead. But here we are, discussing job seeker's allowance instead." I emailed the university to see if they could reconsider. I got one email back and when I emailed to reply, they never bothered to contact me again. Am I not even worth the email?
"You just have to go after what you want and if it doesn't want you back then so be it. It doesn't deserve you anyways."
-Nicole Richie
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