Post Interview

It hasn't been a week since I had my university interview, and I'm a nervous wreck! I decided not to post and talk about the interview itself straight away because I've been doing my best to focus on other things. To be honest I think it went pretty well. I was nervous on my way to the campus but then, walking through those doors again and turning left to Costa made me feel like I was back home after being away. I was immediately at ease and seeing one or two of my old nursing friends helped calm me too. The presentation we had from one of the tutors and the talk we had with current students was also a big help. Another advantage was that I found out I was to be one of the last to be interviewed as I lived local (they proiritsed those who came from further afield), although some might have found the long wait an inconvenience, I was thankful for the extra time it gave me to review my notes. The time eventually came, and I was second from last to be interviewed... then, it was over like a shot. *sigh of relief*. Then I realise, it's going to be a long wait for a decision *heart sinks*.

Although I was told to expect to wait as long as mid-January to find out whether I've been offered a place or not, I just can't switch off the feeling of anticipation. I occasionally get moments where my mind is able to switch to something else but then the jolt in my stomach returns as pictures in my mind of 'UNSUCCESSFUL' on my UCAS Track screen appear.

I know it's not healthy to dwell, what will be will be, I know that. However, I want this so badly. I have never been so committed to achieving one goal in my life, even when I was trying to achieve my place at university as a nursing student, I can't remember feeling this anxious. I guess realising that I know 110% that I want to be a Diagnostic Radiographer makes this outcome all the more important. I was doing quite well today, getting on with my assignment on the Anatomy and Physiology of the Skeleton and Muscles when this evening I received a message from someone I had met at the interview, telling me that today they found out they were was unsuccessful. Well, that immediately caused me to become disinterested in what I was doing and the jolts in my stomach returned. I started to ask myself whether having not received a notification myself today should be taken as a good thing? I told myself, 'No!' I could well receive the same thing myself tomorrow, or the next day, so it's best not to get my hopes up.

I've been talking to another person who had their interview 2 weeks before mine and they still haven't heard back so it's just a matter of playing this annoying waiting game! Either way I want just to know. I've prepared myself for the worst, and if I were to be unsuccessful then, of course, it wouldn't be the end of the world. I'd reapply next year, and keep doing so until I got it right and got a place. The only thing is, as you can probably tell, I'm just too damn impatient, haha.

Anyway, rant over. I'll keep you posted.

Have an awesome Christmas and New Year, everyone! =)


UPDATE: I GOT AN OFFER!! BCU, I'M COMING BACK!