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I recall the F-Word being the first thing that came to mind followed by an actual shouting of, "I thought it was the fifteenth..."
Evidently not - the eleventh - and another tutor says I've only got three days inwhich to do it. So I head up to the open-access ICT suite and get cracking with the help of my friend Danielle who'd already started her's. She got me started and I've successfully completed the section about myself - that's right, I've completed the easiest bit.
Still at it, right now, at home... No clues as to which university is for me, no idea what my last boss' name was, not knowing what chance I have of even succeeding. Deadline or not, a rude ICT staff member approached me earlier today and said, "Well, you've no chance of getting into university at this rate." Cheers for that - you really boosted my confidence...
Just found out that I have to hand in an evaluation of the pantomime we did at Christmas, first thing tomorrah.
All we do here is fill in our 20 choices, send it to the CAO with our student number, and come August you get offered the highest choice you qualified for and you either take it or leave it, and thats it.
UCAS gives you 6.
The hardest thing to do is the Personal Statement nonsense.
> 20!!
>
> UCAS gives you 6.
Its 10 degree, 10 diploma choices, you might only have 6, but you dont only get one offer!
I've got 5 offers back already, though.
Ahh, being organised rocks.
Haha I win.