I originally applied to do Natural Sciences in Durham. I really liked the place, and I wanted to get away from my step-dad and mum. I wanted to start a new life. But my Grandpa died, and that kinda messed me up. I stopped working, I stopped going to classes, I just stopped living. I thought I was coping, and so did alot of people but I wasn’t. Exam time came and instead of revising in order to acieve 3 A’s I just sat in my room and slept. August came and I almost cried- I got ABC, I was devistated. I spent the next week or so walking around in a daze, not sure what to do with my self. Everything I wanted was lost and I thought I had no option. Everyone was telling me that as long as I got into the University I could change courses afterwards. I didn’t believe them, but I applied through clearing for a place in the Stockton campus within Durham University. I did it half hoping I’d hate it and wouldn’t be able to change, just to prove everyone that I was right. But there was hope of a change in course and although it was one of the worst years of my life I gained alot from it. I proved to myself that I wasn’t stupid, my Alevel grades were an anomaly, I got a second class grade for my first year and was able to transfer to Durham proper onto my chosen course!
Getting into Durham University has taught me alot about myself and has increased my confidence no-end, it possible has shaped my whole life, and I haven’t even graduated yet!