Eek.

Tomorrow I have an interview at Imperial and an audition at the Royal College. Eek. 


Mum and I journeyed up tonight so that tomorrow's not to stressful; if I'm honest, I'm not too hopeful. I know that I'm good enough to get in, but the competition is so high. I'll be up against people who practice at least four hours a day at RCM - you're lucky to get that in a fortnight from me. And as for physics, I really do enjoy it and appreciate it but I have to sit down and really think about questions to get to the right answer, so I don't think I'll be any good in the heat of an interview. I'm grateful to have this opportunity though, and I've already got my offer from Warwick, so it's not like I've got nowhere to go.

Mum and I went to a burger house for dinner, which was lovely. I am so full now. Although, we both made the mistake of ordering a milkshake for dessert; it came in a bucket. I absolutely hate leaving food, but this time I had to.