So it turns out that the "that"/"man-flu" that i talked about in yesterdays post is actually Laryngitis. Ouch! I cant swallow, and apparently it will get worse before it gets better.

Im really depressed. After 2 days post interview blues have set in. Every time i think about it i just think of all the stupid things i said and all the stuff i should/could have said. Grrr!
And other wannabe-medics in my year already have offers. One from UCL! I haven't even heard from them yet. I just really pray that i get 3 more interviews.
Well, they say good things come to those who wait...

Depression is just a state of mind...think positive...blah de blah - all mantras of the Azuric Support Network.

God...in 8 months i will (hopefully!) be at uni...and (maybe) in London. Wow! Lil me...from home straight into the big wide world. How exciting. And possibly really strange. Moving straight from home to uni in London, its going to be really hard...i have absolutely no idea how im going to afford it...will have to get a job obviously. In dreamland as a model - what a chat up line! -

"Hey"

"Hey"

"So, what do you do?"

"Im a full time med student, part time model."

Hehehe, but more likely and still tres cool as a very polite and charming sales assistant in a clothing store - 1 its a fun job, 2 discount on clothes!

And also with this whole new tuition fees thing i wont have to pay fees until after i graduate. And i will also apply for a student loan and London allowance.

But still £120 a week in rent! And thats at the uni halls! Which are essentially just like large cupboards.

Anywho, i better go and Biologise a bit more, and then write some Christmas cards. And read a few blogs maybe.

Until next time, shizzle ma nizzle