Hey everyone, this is the aftermath of my last post called storytime. So, let’s start.
I went to college but had to find let’s call him ‘Dave’. So I found Dave and he took me to let’s call him ‘George’. They spoke while I waited outside because they told me too. So I stayed outside until Dave told me to come in. I came in and they told me to come back around 12 for a chat.
At 12, I went there and sat down. We talked and…. I didn’t get in. The course is too full and if we added anymore it would be a safety hazard. So, I’m doing it next year.
After I left the room, I genuinely nearly cried. Not sure why. I did really want to go on that course but what can I do. Unless someone drops out I have no hope trying to get in this year.
Oh well, hey ho. No biggy.
That’s basically what happened.
The way I explained it sounds quite cruel but he said it in a nicer way, he did say “It would of been lovely to have you on the course” but nope. I respect it though.
Anyway, bye for now.
Anonymous blogger, signing out xxx