So yes that letter came and I heard I had failed. NOT passed. Remember?
So today I head to university feeling very sorry for myself, not sure if I should throw things in, defer a year or what. Today was/is an open day for the university and I stepped into my uniform of the student ambassador that I negatively am and arrived feeling heated. After tears from me (as the boss put her arms around me) and another sad face from my co-worker Sharon (lovely lady) I realised I was not going to be able to keep it together. I offered to go home. No they said. Now I'm glad they said no. I had a great day; honestly!
Speaking to those of great intelligence and feeling inspired by those speaking of post grad qualifications, I felt and realised that I was in fact definitely one of those people who blows off hot stream in order to keep myself going. You know one of those people who thrive and live off stress? I hate to admit that as it's so super messed up.
Knowing that post grad applications need to go in by September, I decided I am going to go for it at the retake, make a good job of it, apply for post grad and see what happens. If the family needs me and I need to put the post grad stuff on hold, or of course I may decide I don't want to do it, then I can decide that later.
Today I remembered why I started university. The people were awesome today. The actual academic stuff is not why but the experience is. For sure. Loved it!