Hooooooooooooooooooooooooraaaaaaaaaaay! What started out as a, let's just see if I can do it, type experiment. Has now turned in to a, "I've finally done it! I've been accepted in to medical school!" Type thing. I'm quite excited. May have shed a few embarassing tears of happiness (it was really weird and awkward for me to be emotional, especially in a quasi-public place - work.) I had to get a hug from Julie I was so displaced from my usual emotional dosconnection. I've been able to stay disconnected from the whole experience quite sufficiently, for fear of rejection. I sat the gamsat without telling hardly anyone. I only told the parents by accident when dad accused me of being lazy for sitting in my room all day the weekend before when I was actually doing a bit of gam-cram. I got an interview and practiced the hell out of it thanks to Rowan, Nyoli and Courts. And bam! I'm so happy and thankful and... and.... content? Weird weird year this has been. Fortunately because my undergrad days are behind me I know I'm in, whilst those still in undergrad have to wait for their results before they can be certain of anything. Phew!
Now I just need to wrap up my practical work before Feb 2011, so that after I've defered this spot for a year I can take it up and write my thesis at the same time. Hmmm, good plan in theory, here's hoping I don't die trying.
Thanks to everyone who supported me through this. It's been great to have your encouragement and friendship. It's really appreciated - especially from all of you who have followed the whole saga for such a long time. Cheers!