Looking through social media and reading blogs, it’s hard to see how anyone’s lives are any less than perfect. This can make it embarrassing to post anything from your own life that isn’t perfect. We’re more likely to go offline, brush it under the rug or pretend it didn’t happen.
Except that everything can’t always be perfect.
I try really hard to show my real life on this blog, which means the ups and the downs.
Yesterday I found out that I hadn’t got into my first choice university for September. I’d been rejected because I’d narrowly missed out on achieving 70% on each of my modules from the chemistry and biology course I’ve been doing this year (although I was pleased to achieve a 72% average for the year!).
I tried through clearing, and after an agonising day where my mobile didn’t leave my side (and I sent my poor colleagues/friends out to get me snacks) I found out that I wasn’t successful with that either.
I was devastated. That is until I remember the story of the Drowning Man. (Fair warning, atheists look away now). Maybe this was a sign that I wasn’t supposed to go to Kings- I was originally rejected from them in January, and now have been rejected twice more- there’s only so much rejection a girl can take!!
It might not feel perfect right now, but I’m sure I’ll find a perfect solution in the end. I haven’t worked out exactly what I’m going to do yet, and still have a few options available- I’ll keep you posted.