... But now I know I want to win the war

I Feel It All - Feist

So, this Monday I come home fairly late -  after having met B for a nice stroll in town  - and arrive just in time for dinner. As soon as I've started eating my mother sticks a white envelope under my nose. It has a very familiar mark on it. UCAS. Haha, way to ruin my appetite. In ways I  wish I could say I have trouble with my nervous system, but really it's just me being fundamentally nervous. Anyways I open it, and really there was no need to be nervous, it was the welcome letter. Silly me!

Well, this week has felt really weird, because more people have been receiving conditional offers, but I somehow developed a theory (based on prejudice and inner hope) that only the bad schools would reply to people this early - replies can be given out up until the 6 May. Well.

Today I come home and by chance decide to look at my "track" status on the UCAS homepage. I log in and almost forget to even check the "choices"-page but when I do I spot something new on my screen.

I have now officially received a conditional offer, my first offer, from the University of Nottingham. 
Guess if I was surprised! If I still am?! Well, to be completely honest I can't really describe my reaction, because I cannot quite interpret it yet. I guess I'll have to wait and see.

What I know about Nottingham this far;

It is somewhere in the middle of England.

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Okay, I admit it, I cheated!

(Google is a pretty helpful source for that)

Inhabitants in City; 288 000

With the suburbian areas; 666 000 .

The Sherwood forest; the hoods of Robin Hood

I guess I have some reading up to do before I make any desicions.

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