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hellzabethI don't think I've ever cried this hard before in my entire life.
First time I've ever cried while writing a post.
Dear Elizabeth
I am writing to advise you that based on the information you have provided regarding the grades you have achieved in your A2, that we would not be able to confirm your place with us and your offer, if you accepted it, would become unsuccessful.
The decision was made because you would be two grades short.
With this information, you may wish to decline your place with us.
It would be helpful if you could acknowledge receipt of this email so that I know you have received it.
Thanks
Eileen
Oxford Brookes
You promised you bastards. You said I could get in with BCC, and then changed it to BBC a month ago. I can't. I can't do any better than this.
No.
No I just can't do this.
This is it, this is my limit.
I can't handle everyone looking at me with such pride. Every picture in my house of my parents smiling makes me want to die. I can't make you proud. I tried, and still it wasn't good enough.
How do I tell them
oh god how am I ever going to tell them
all my customers, all my regulars were congratulating me too. my boss expects to see me leave in september. i won't be leaving now
i can't handle another year trapped in this god forsaken town where everyone who sees me thinks they know me. I just want to start on my own.
let me out of here
let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out
nena hates me so i can't call her, mum's left her phone here, i can't face my dad with this, grandma won't pick up, and hell if i'll ever let my sister see me cry like this
and now my nose is bleeding because i'm crying too hard fine whatever i'll bleed out and faint for a while fine by fucking me
i'm never going to get out of here
i'm going to be trapped in this fucking room looking out at that fucking field with those fucking trees and those fucking BOYS ON THEIR FUCKING SKATEBOARDS I WISH THEY'D ALL JUST FALL OFF AND CRACK THEIR HEADS OPEN SO I CAN STAMP ON THEIR TINY LITTLE BRAINS
THEY'D PROBABLY GET IN TO UNIVERSITY EVEN IF THEIR CEREBRUM WAS THE SIZE OF A MOTHER FUCKING WALNUT
i hate it i hate it i hate what this is doing to me
i'm crying even more because i know i'm being a petulant child who had their trip to disneyland canceled because the car broke down. i sound like a 14 year old. i'm even fucking comfort eating, what kind of pathetic loser sits in their room all day pretending to be someone else on the internet or writing stories that nobody gives two fucks about in the long run
who are you even fucking kidding self, nobody's reading this. they turned back when they got to your wall of crazy up there. just one of the many whiny entitled 19 year olds from a middle class background with so much good in their life on livejournal, crying like a little bitch
fuck it
so i guess i'm not going to oxford after all because the fucking cuntwipes changed their minds
First time I've ever cried while writing a post.
Dear Elizabeth
I am writing to advise you that based on the information you have provided regarding the grades you have achieved in your A2, that we would not be able to confirm your place with us and your offer, if you accepted it, would become unsuccessful.
The decision was made because you would be two grades short.
With this information, you may wish to decline your place with us.
It would be helpful if you could acknowledge receipt of this email so that I know you have received it.
Thanks
Eileen
Oxford Brookes
You promised you bastards. You said I could get in with BCC, and then changed it to BBC a month ago. I can't. I can't do any better than this.
No.
No I just can't do this.
This is it, this is my limit.
I can't handle everyone looking at me with such pride. Every picture in my house of my parents smiling makes me want to die. I can't make you proud. I tried, and still it wasn't good enough.
How do I tell them
oh god how am I ever going to tell them
all my customers, all my regulars were congratulating me too. my boss expects to see me leave in september. i won't be leaving now
i can't handle another year trapped in this god forsaken town where everyone who sees me thinks they know me. I just want to start on my own.
let me out of here
let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out let me out
nena hates me so i can't call her, mum's left her phone here, i can't face my dad with this, grandma won't pick up, and hell if i'll ever let my sister see me cry like this
and now my nose is bleeding because i'm crying too hard fine whatever i'll bleed out and faint for a while fine by fucking me
i'm never going to get out of here
i'm going to be trapped in this fucking room looking out at that fucking field with those fucking trees and those fucking BOYS ON THEIR FUCKING SKATEBOARDS I WISH THEY'D ALL JUST FALL OFF AND CRACK THEIR HEADS OPEN SO I CAN STAMP ON THEIR TINY LITTLE BRAINS
THEY'D PROBABLY GET IN TO UNIVERSITY EVEN IF THEIR CEREBRUM WAS THE SIZE OF A MOTHER FUCKING WALNUT
i hate it i hate it i hate what this is doing to me
i'm crying even more because i know i'm being a petulant child who had their trip to disneyland canceled because the car broke down. i sound like a 14 year old. i'm even fucking comfort eating, what kind of pathetic loser sits in their room all day pretending to be someone else on the internet or writing stories that nobody gives two fucks about in the long run
who are you even fucking kidding self, nobody's reading this. they turned back when they got to your wall of crazy up there. just one of the many whiny entitled 19 year olds from a middle class background with so much good in their life on livejournal, crying like a little bitch
fuck it
so i guess i'm not going to oxford after all because the fucking cuntwipes changed their minds
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Date: 2011-03-23 04:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-23 04:14 pm (UTC)I am so sorry this happened to you. But just know, you have every right to be angry.
*HUG*
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Date: 2011-03-23 04:50 pm (UTC)[HUGS]
Always here if you need anything. Or to distract. Ponies help.
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Date: 2011-03-23 05:13 pm (UTC)I get at least a little of what you must be going through - when I applied to study abroad all my family and friends and about 100 people at work were proudly smiling and congratulating me about it every day even before I knew whether I'd get in either way, or if studying abroad (and quitting a very good job in the process) wouldn't end up ruining my life. It's definitely not the same, but I get where you're coming from.
I'm hugging you tight tight tight in my thoughts right now.
Also, the bastards who changed their minds need to choke on something very unpleasant. Christ.
OH SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII-
Date: 2011-03-23 06:46 pm (UTC)String those bastards up and smack them around with a heavy object for however many hours you feel like it. Then burn them alive and dance in the ashes. THOSE ARSEHOLES, ARE THEY DETERMINED TO SCREW UP EVERYTHING ABOUT UNI?!?!?!
On that note, this is hardly your fault, so no way can anyone can fault you on it when you tell them.
Do you have any back-up uni options?
Either way, we're all behind and rooting for you on here, waving 'GO PIDGE' flags, so don't give up! *HUGS*
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Date: 2011-03-23 06:51 pm (UTC)Now, I'm not saying you should give up with going to uni, if that's what you want to do, but remember that while life might not always go as planned, that doesn't mean that it is over, or that you can never achieve your dreams. It just means you might have to go about in a different way.
Although, changing their minds like that? More than slightly dickish of them.
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Date: 2011-03-23 07:07 pm (UTC)I don't understand the way uni acceptance works over there, but from what I get from your entry that doesn't even sound remotely like your fault, that's the university being gobshites. Is the university even allowed to suddenly change the grade requirements like that? Can you appeal the decision?
Anyway, like I said, this isn't in any way your fault. *hugs* Your parents are going to love you and be proud of you whether you get into uni or not, and everyone reading this entry is on your side and cheering you on.^^
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Date: 2011-03-23 07:17 pm (UTC)/hugs you so tight
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Date: 2011-03-23 07:24 pm (UTC)You'll find a way regardless of whether you get into that uni or not. Keep your options open.
I'll always be here if you need me. \o\
<333333
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Date: 2011-03-24 03:33 am (UTC)Oh Pidge I am so sorry! /HUGS
That doesn't even make any sense!
What about going somewhere else? Does it have to be Oxford? Is it too late in the year to do something about it?! Alasjdlajsd I want to hug you and tell you it's going to be okay ;A;