I Got Into University!

As I sit at my laptop writing this out, I still cannot believe I got into University today. I didn't really sleep well knowing that within 12 hours I could be celebrating that I got in or crying that I didn't. But as I woke up at 6am, I calmed my nerves and got ready for what I knew would have been an emotional day.

As the time got closer to 8am, I was told Track was open. This is where I could see if I got into Derby Uni or not. I was so nervous. I knew I had tried my best but I knew that it could be the other way and I should have tried harder. I typed in my credentials and pressed enter. I covered my hand over my phone screen as I couldn't look. I was so nervous.

Eventually, I uncovered my hand and saw I had got into Derby University. I couldn't believe it and I instantly started crying because I knew my best had paid off and even though I didn't know my grades, I was and am so happy I got into my first choice uni!

I honestly can say that my life is starting to get better and getting into Uni has made me proud of myself and I hope my mum is proud of me for all that of I have achieved and what I will achieve in the next 3 years.

I cannot wait to start Univeristy and am so happy I got in. Thank you to everyone who supported me through everything, I cannot thank you enough for the support I have received from everyone. Thank you.

I hope you got/get the results you hoped for and you got into the University you wanted. So raise a glass, drink some alcohol and party as theres 3 weeks left of the summer till University. Bring on the rest of the sun!

Katy x

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