Which is...
University is not for me. At least not right now.
After months of putting off the evil UCAS application, avoiding open days and generally not putting in the effort, I've only just understood what my brain has been trying to tell me; that I'm just not ready for it.
Last year was a bad one for me. Bad experiences. No work being done = No good AS-levels. So then, my predicted grades nose-dived and the chance of good universities taking me slimmed. But I dont want to settle for second best anymore, I'm going to make this year count, getting what I can and not just what I'm given. I see taking a year out as kind of making up lost time, getting the experiences that will make going to uni so much better. Sorta excited :)
The hardest part now is telling Thomas. I hope he waits a year for me. I hope this doesnt hurt him. I guess right now, I have to do what is best for me.
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