One Sleep Until Results Day 2014

As I type this blog, it's almost exactly 12 hours until I found if I've been accepted into the University of Lincoln.

Wow.

I keep looking at the clock on my laptop, my phone, on the wall.

My anticipation is fascinated by the gorgeous weather tonight, with a beautiful sunset accompanied by drizzles of rain.

It seems appropriate, unique weather before a unique day. 

Despite all the contrasting emotions in the last few days, I can honestly say I'm looking forward to hopefully receiving a text announcing my place at the university. 

Whether it's good news or bad news, I've come to terms with both possibilities, although when I look back on the last year, I'm content.

I know I couldn't have done more, and one thing that interests me the most is to see whether my 100% was enough.

If so, it'll give me a big boost in the future knowing my best was sufficient, however if not, it's back to the drawing board.

I'm excited, I want to sleep even though it's 8:17. 

The possibilities are endless, and I hope for every student out there, that they achieve their promise land.

I wouldn't wish anyone, even my greatest enemy, (which would probably be a Manchester City or Liverpool supporter), the peril of not getting into university. 

Without even being rejected, the roller-coaster of emotions has been a pain, and I can't even think about how it could possibly feel for someone's world to be turned upside down.

Although, it's important to always have a plan B.

That's why my second-choice is of a lower UCAS demand than my first, just in case.

If I do end up attending De Montfort University, i'll inevitably and undoubtedly feel hopeless.

Everyday, I know I'll be thinking, "Why didn't I get into my first choice? Wow I dropped the ball big time..."

If that scenario was to happen, I should be happy I would've gotten into university in the first place, but there would still be a remaining tinge of failure.

The excitement is still rising, I want my results already, it's almost like torture having to wait. 

This experience has made me appreciate a lot, such as a text message.

One single text message tomorrow morning can change my life.

Without this text message, well...let's not talk about that.

We tend to take a text message from a friend, a parent, or even those annoying ones from your service provider, for granted. 

However, just one text message from a university...I'll be the happiest guy named Danyal Khan on Earth.

There's one sleep to go and counting...