Well, I know it isn’t a photograph, but this screen-shot pretty much sums up my day so far!

A little back-story here: The 18th August, today, is A Level results day in the UK. The day which, for many, determines what is going to be happening them for the next few years, maybe even the rest of their lives. So, for me, having spent the year looking at university courses, finally deciding on doing Music, and taking my sweet time in choosing universities, going to the auditions, getting the offers (and one rejection seeing as I didn’t show for one audition for various reasons), today determined whether I was going to university or not, and even whether I had a future in the music industry at all. Never, for a single moment, had I considered it a possibility that I would ever get into university. Not even in my wildest dreams…

I’d stayed awake and alert all night, having got into the house at 2am having seen The Inbetweeners Movie. (Fantastic film by the way, highly recommended.) I was doing all kinds of things to take up the time, including gathering all of the 10p coins in the house and going to get petrol with them at 5am.

At 7am, when I thought that the waiting had just got too much, but I only had one hour left (Track said that it opened at 8am), a friend told me that Track was open to view. I promptly opened a new tab and slammed my details into the keyboard, wanting to finally see the results of all my efforts, despite my utter terror and knowledge that I was never going to be accepted.

The page loaded. I was sure there must have been some kind of mistake. I logged out. I logged in again. Surely this was a joke, surely? I logged out. I logged in again. For the third time, I saw the words clear on my screen. This time I knew. I had got in.

I screamed, shaking. “MUMMY!” I yelled, ripping the charger out of my laptop, sprinting towards the stairs. I heard her spring out of bed and practically throw herself down the stairs.

“Did you get in?!” I nodded, shaking violently. “I KNEW YOU WOULD!” I am not exaggerating in the slightest when I say that we both burst into tears, hugging each other and shaking for about 15 minutes.

For the next hour, I sat in the kitchen, in shock, staring at the words on the screen. Still in an adrenaline-fueled haze, I forced myself to eat some cereal and drove to pick up my friend, Suzy. We drove to school, discussing God knows what. We opened our envelopes. We waited. We drove home.

Since then, my day has been a blur of exhaustion, having gone to town to treat myself to a few luxuries with Suzy, and drove home.

We are currently getting ready for a night out, which I will tell you about tomorrow, but for now, we are going to be snuggling in our fleecy, zebra printed onesies and watching Come Dine With Me, while preparing to celebrate our successes with much indulgence in alcohol.

For now, goodbye, and I will see you tomorrow!