Those of you who applied through Samordna opptak this year will already know the results are in today.
To my great surprised I didn’t actually get in on Physiotherapy, but since i’ve more or less changed my mind about it, that didn’t really matter.
What matters is, I got in at the right school, just the wrong course. Because the course I really wanted isn’t even on my list, as I only just realised what I wanted in these last few weeks, 3 months too late.
Before i reveal everything that been going through my head lately I will contact the school on monday and see if there’s any possibility of swapping course, now that I have my leg in the door.
If I get a green light then the hunt for a place to live starts, then the process of moving.
Even if it’s only a couple of hours away, it is one of the scariest feelings I’ve ever felt.
mix this with the feeling of getting the final confirmation that studying abroad is a closed chapter (for now) and you get mood swings that are insane. I’ve cried of joy and sadness already today, felt relieved and scared.. Now everything is just replaced with nerves.. But Fate has already played a few cards in my advantage, fingers crossed the rest of the hand is as good so things will go my way for once.