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It’s 0650 as I begin writing on a dull Thursday, 17th August 2006 morning. Last night I didn’t get a wink of sleep, instead spent five and a half hours tossing and turning.

Today is The Big Dayâ„¢. Today is A-Level results day. Last night I had the brilliant idea that I’d get so hammered I wouldn’t care and would go to bed, waking up in the morning with such a hangover that I’d end up caring less about going to college than the headache. However, that didn’t really work, I just didn’t sleep and am just feeling sick now!

This morning I decided it was futile waiting to get back to sleep so I got up at 0530. At half past 5 in the morning I logged onto UCAS. It wasn’t until about 6:15 that they changed the site to provide the details about clearing. It’s entirely possible that I was the first (or one of the first) students in the UK to see published details about courses with spaces and I’ve used that to my advantage - I’ve been getting details of unis with the course I want along with their phone numbers so I can call them as soon as I find out that I’ve failed! (you’ve got to love the optimism here, eh?! ;))

It’s a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. I think this is the hardest thing I’ve ever done. Before now, I’ve never really given a shit about results day - at SATs I just couldn’t care less, at GCSE I was on a coach going from Canterbury to London (got results by phone but still didn’t really care) and at AS it was exactly the same as my yearly report had said just a month or so earlier.

So far this morning I’ve been shaking, I’ve been laughing and I’ve been crying. I’m not entirely sure what’s up with me but sleep deprivation will probably be playing a large part round about now!

So, we shall see. I am going armed with my handy sheet of stuff and I’ll be in at 0930 on the dot