fightingthecage | Blackbirds singing in the dead of night (Reply)

'K, I promised to shut up about the damn interview after it was done, so I will. After I bang on about it a bit more here. And then that really is it because thinking about it just makes the notion of waiting ten days for a response even worse.

It wasn't too bad. It wasn't great either (I just wrote in more detail than this but my fucking mouse, or whatever it is, just deleted everything ARG) and I'm left clueless as to what the outcome might be. Everyone else I spoke to said exactly the same thing (except for the girl who was a COMPLETE TWAT and happens to be trying for the same course as me and I will end up sporking her, or worse, if we both end up there together because NO, I DONT WANT TO HEAR YOU CONDESEND TO NON-BRITISH PEOPLE YOU TWAT AND IF YOU TRY IT ON ME AGAIN I WILL END YOU) and no one appeared really confident. No one said they thought they'd done terribly either and I think that was a mark of how good the interviewers were, they were dead good at prompting you along if nerves threatened to dry you out.

Fuck it, I don't know. I wanted to come out of there knowing I'd done everything I could to give myself a chance and I really wanted to be able to say 'I couldn't have done better, if I don't get in now then I never would anyway'...I can't say that. I could have done better. If I could take another stab at it, I'd be 100% better. But that's the same for everyone I'm sure. I can honestly say that I have no frickin' idea what the letter is going to say when it lands on my doorstep around Christmas. I told myself earlier that I was going to be Zen and not think about it and 'what's done is done' etc and hey, it even worked! For all of ten minutes.

Away from interviews, the college is lush. It's the newest of Oxford's colleges - and is for mature students only - which disappointed me when I first read it, until I realised that that still meant it was founded in 1786. So...not that new then, really. And it looks like Hogwarts. In fact, one of the students said that he thought (doesn't know if its true) that the Principle had been asked if they could film in the Hall there, but he said no. The Hall is almost exactly like the movie Hogwarts one. Smaller though, and only three long dining tables. But everyone eats all together and the food is lush and plates get taken away for you and it's like being in a really old hotel or boarding school or something. The floors are all stone and the passageways are like in old churches. Heaven!

Anyway. Blah blah. There were five people being interviewed for my course. They could take all of us. They could take none of us! Or any number in between. No way of knowing, no way of predicting. The only thing we know for sure is that we'll find out by Christmas. So around that time, there will either be a very depressed post from me, or an incoherent one. Until then, that's it! No more blathering. :)