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Today, we were sat idly in the theatre awaiting our lecture, and the tutor comes in and announces that the closing date for UCAS applications is the eleventh.
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...
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...
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I go to a Sixth Form, we don't have any uniforms or 'strict walkway' rules.
The college is pretty small so we just roam around the place.
Anyway, I've got all of my offers now and I've just replied to UCAS with my decisions.
Yes.
The college is pretty small so we just roam around the place.
Anyway, I've got all of my offers now and I've just replied to UCAS with my decisions.
Yes.
We have "up" stairs and "down" stairs.
No-one follows that rule unless a loser teacher enforces it.
I always get infuriated when a teacher walks up behind me on the "down" stairs, turns me round and says "you can't go up these stairs", then walks up past me.
No-one follows that rule unless a loser teacher enforces it.
I always get infuriated when a teacher walks up behind me on the "down" stairs, turns me round and says "you can't go up these stairs", then walks up past me.
"one way walking system in the coridoors"
That's some rubbish school, man.
That's some rubbish school, man.
Erm, it's 2.
You know, those A-level things...that are two year courses....
4/6 offers now.
Just waiting for my first choice...
You know, those A-level things...that are two year courses....
4/6 offers now.
Just waiting for my first choice...
gerrid wrote:
> 6th form = school
There's a sixth form near the college I go to. Wouldn't wanna go there, looks like a school, follows school hours, one-way walking system on the corridors. No thanks. Plus, how many years is it? Three?
> 6th form = school
There's a sixth form near the college I go to. Wouldn't wanna go there, looks like a school, follows school hours, one-way walking system on the corridors. No thanks. Plus, how many years is it? Three?
It went a lot deeper than a hug.
Did they give you a big hug when you met your offer?
I *heart* UCAS. Really, they were nice to me and stuff.
gerrid is correct
6th form = school
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