I can't believe how soon I'll hear from Bristol. I've never been more terrified. Of the outcome of their decision. And more importantly, how I'll react.
If it's positive, I'll be overwhelmed in every sense of the word with complete and utter joy. I never even thought I'd get an interview. I'd cry with happiness. Tears would freely flow, unashamed. I'd crack my knuckles and return to revision with the sole aim of obtaining three A*s. I'd live and breathe A level revision until results day.
If it's negative?
That. That's my fear. It'll crush me of course. I'll feel like a disappointment to myself; my family. All that effort; that day off. Sleepless nights. Weeks of preparation. I'll remain grateful for St George's - but I hope I'd be strong enough to focus on exams; not dwell on it for long.
I'm so scared. I almost don't want to hear from them.
Dear God, give me strength.
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