First of all, one of the universities I've applied to have offered me a conditional place. And yeah, it's my fifth choice and not even really what I want to do, but it's the fact that someone wants me that's important. As a stupid rule you're only allowed to apply to four Medicine courses and the fifth choice has to be another subject. The entry requirements for Forensic Science are loow, they want 240 UCAS points and seeing as:
A = 120
B = 100
C = 80
D = 60
E = 40
And I'm currently predicted AAAB which adds up to 460 UCAS points, when they saw my application they probably either wet themselves or came...or both. Haha a modest moment there! But yeah, I had a happy day when I saw that =] I just need to wait for the Med schools to get back to me and unfortunately that all takes so much longer, I may be waiting until February to know if some of the Universities even want to see me for an interview. Unfortunately I'm a very impatient person and don't really want to have to wait until they make up their minds. lol.
*Goes to read last blog* I couldn't remember where I'd got to, Monday. Well, the main suck-fest of the week was that Joe was ill on Monday, Tuesday and Thursday, ergo I only saw him on monday :( I miss him far too much for it to be fair. I'm planning on taking Joe and Lucy ice-skating probably the week after next and when discussing with Mum how Joe was going to get there she said, "he should really move a bit closer up here," and I was like, yes please. But she suggested he stays here, and I'm hoping she won't go all 'he has to sleep in Simon's room' Nazi on me again. I miss going to sleep with him touching me, or even near me and that wall between mine and Simons room is just a little bit too far =( I'm going to Joe's next week, I prefer it round Joe's because its a lot more relaxed because his Dad's cool. Unfortunately last week I got a little too relaxed in his house (it's easy to forget there are other people there =/) and Joe's brother Billy commented the next day that he couldn't sleep because I was being too loud.. :$ oops. As I was typing that I realised there are a lot of Bills in that house...like all of them...Joe's Dad is called Bill/William, his brother is Billy and Joe's middle name is *cough*...daaayuumm. Sorry, sidetracked, if Joe reads this he's gonna be like what a retard XD.
Urgh I felt so icky this morning, every now and again I get like a week where when I wake up, I feel as if I'm going to throw up...which is never good =/
The pantomime I'm doing is going well so far, I ought to learn my lines though, even though it's only like the third rehersal in. I feel really bad though and like I'm going to get in shit. I highlighted all my lines in the book, which to me is perfectly acceptable, but then I found out we weren't supposed to write in them cos we have to give them back...oops. The director Kate is really pissing Lucy off, she's trying to tell us how to sing songs when she's off key and generally sucks at singing haha.
This week we've been getting performance and effort grades in our lessons, it's basically for our reports and I got:
Biology : Be Cp
Chemistry : Ce Cp
Psychology : Ae Bp
My Maths teacher hasn't thought of them yet...
Though in my talks with my biology and chemistry lecturers, my biology teacher, Lindsay, said that she thought I could get an A. Which makes you think, why not just put an A or even a B for performance? Deary. And my Chemistry teacher is worried about me, because I don't talk to anyone. *sigh*
I think it's sleepy time. So I shall post this :) Long Blog today!
Forever Yours
~*~Hayley~*~
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