The Adventure of an Interview

Interview are scary. Performing in shows I am no stranger to getting nervous but at my audition last Friday I was completely taken over by the nerves. It was crazy from the moment I woke up, I was anxious and just wanted to get it out of the way I’ve never been so worried. I guess it just proved how much I wanted the day to go well.

I had nothing to be nervous of, everyone was super lovely and I honestly wouldn’t have minded if everyone who was in my workshop was in my class next year. The workshop was defiantly my favourite bit. It felt so relaxed and I completely forgot that there was a woman in the corner assessing us. I’d never of thought that an interview could be fun! We were working together and doing exercises which I enjoyed so much I could have easily done another hour or so on them.

You know when you hope for something, but you just know that isn’t going to be the outcome? Well I had that when it was time to sit down and wait to be called on. I hoped and wished all day that I would be the first called so I could get it done, spend some time in Starbucks ( I discovered one close to the campus ) before catching an early train home. But no, I was LAST. So that meant 2 hours of waiting and going through the monologue in my head. I wasn’t sitting alone at least and made friends with one girl who might I say had the greatest hair. (I’m jealous of her hair alright). After what felt like forever it was finally time for me to be interviewed and looking back on it, what was I so scared of? I did my monologue, sat down for questions and it went absolutely fine! In the end I got my Starbucks and even got the train back with a friend who was travelling home from college. To make it even nicer, she received an unconditional offer! But I have a whole other post to write on unconditional offers…

New Year.New Goals.

Hello and happy new year! I hope you've had a wonderful festive period and a break from everyday life, I know I have, but holiday's don't last forever and it's time to kick into the swing of things once again.

It's been a couple weeks since my last appearance on here and I've received some exciting news!
I currently have TWO interviews planned out which I'm excited, but also pretty nervous for. I know what I need to do, I've just had trouble picking a monologue to prepare for one of the interviews and have only decided today that I'm going to go for a contemporary piece I've studied in Performing Arts and Literature over the past year and a bit so I have plenty of knowledge and opinions on the text which makes me feel more ready for it so it's not as horrifically terrifying.

Hopefully the interviews go well and fingers crossed I'll hear back from more Universities soon. Now that I'm back in school though, I've started thinking about e-mails again which, like any one else applying, becomes obsessed with ( there's a whole other post on that though). For now though, I need to stick to my main resolution for this year which is to get to uni, and get my head down and do some work. My teacher came around to us today and gave us the knowledge that it's only 14 school weeks until our exams..oh dear. But I've started the term off well and have already almost completed a unit of work, and I will make sure the motivation stays.

E-mail Infatuation

I stayed true to my promise of getting my university application away before the week was up and I did just that on Tuesday!

If you imagine it being a dull,cloudy day, then all of a sudden the clouds part from the skies and a big ray of light shines down on you- this is how I describe the moment my teacher said I was ready to send my personal statement away. It felt like Christmas I was so excited to now relax and not worry about university for a while.

I was wrong.

Now that my application is away, I've been more anxious and nervous than ever and far from relaxed. I've been checking my e-mails several times the past couple days despite the fact I get notifications on my phone, but you know,just in case.

I know it's early days, it's barely been 48 hours but I can't help it. So far I have heard back from 3 universities saying they have my application which is very, very exciting but also nerve racking. It's a strange experience applying for your future.

Personal Hatement

So for the past 2 months I have been filling out UCAS which for those who don't know is the way us folks in the UK apply to universities.

It has been stressful.

My whole time in high school and year 12, I have heard chattering of older years complain, seen the angry and stressed tweets of those applying to university; and they all cry over the same thing-Personal Statements. This is the part of the application process where you have to write how fantastic you are and why you should go to uni. After hearing all these horror stories from older years, I was reluctant and a bit worried when it came to starting my own this September and I remember my first draft was complete rubbish. How was I suppose to write about myself and make me sound good? What had I even done which can account for the reasons I want to study Performance? Loads of questions ran through my mind when I was starting out, but the more drafts I got back with scribbles of notes all over them, the closer I felt to writing something good.

I've actually lost count the draft number I am on now (6?) but what I do know is that I'm nearing the end, as in, I aim to get this sent off by next Friday, which I am really striving towards. I can honestly say there has not been a single day go by where I don't think and worry over university and whether my application is good enough and if I will even get any offers ( after much reassurance I have came to the conclusion,yes, I will get offers). So to be so close to the end and letting the rest decide my fate, I can almost taste the less amount of stress I am going to have to carry around and I cannot wait.

The only problem I have left with my statement is the end. Why does this feel like the hardest part? I have drafted so many times on why I am right for this university and why they should choose me. The other day I looked at my final sentence for a solid hour trying to come up with a way to conclude before closing my laptop in a fit of anger and despair. I have since come up with what I believe is something better, I only hope my form teacher thinks the same when I give her my draft on Monday morning. 

Getting to know me

Hello!

My name is Kyla, an 18 year old who wants to document life,well University, but I'm not quite there yet so lets just say life in general for now.

When I was younger I had always dreamed of becoming a writer but as I grew older I came to the realization that my real passion was with performing and have been doing so for many,many years   (Also I'm not that good of a writer).

The reason I started this blog is so I can write about the experiences of applying for university and when I get in, fingers crossed, I want to share the experiences and memories I gather along the way. So I guess this is like a little diary for me to look back on, except it's public so you can look back on it too. I do keep personal diary's but I imagine this is going to be slightly,rather,quite a lot, different from that. I don't think my personal diary's are very interesting and are more for just my own sake, whereas this little blog could help people with university too. Who knows, maybe I'll still be writing on here 10 years after I graduate, or maybe this will last two weeks...