The beach was amazing, though (I always fall for good beaches). So I included Ab (I'm all for cool, casual abbrevations, you see) in my application. Also, I kind of hope that they will actually make me an offer, since St. Andrews and Ed probably are not going to.
I don't want to sound pessimistic here, just realistic. I don't have bad grades, but they want fabulous ones. A little too late for that now, isn't it? I can only hope that my personal statement will blow them away, along with the reference I got from a good old teacher of mine from boarding school (I have no idea what he put in there, fingers crossed it's mind-blowingly good).
I guess the reason I am writing all of this on here is that I don't want to tell all my friends about the whole application thing (some of them vaguely know I intended on doing it, only one knows I went through with it). I don't want them to ask every now and then: "soooo, did you get accepted, yet?", because first, this would make me even more nervous than I already am and secondly, when at some point I will eventually have to tell them that "nope, I did not get in", I don't want to see their pity-faces and "uhh" and "ahhs" and "but nevermind, a lot of good students don't get in".
It's enough to then have to tell that to myself over and over again...
On the other hand, I really do know that I shouldn't care all too much about the outcome, because in case of a refusal I can still go on studying here and that's OK, too (only that I would really like not to settle with just OK).
Anyhow, so now that you know (the two of you -max.- who are actually reading this post.. eventually), fingers crossed please, it's the thought that counts.
Cheers to spilling your heart on the Internet,
(pause for some self-pity)
The beautiful Scotland,
And aiming for the impossible.