Two days. The
beginning of my music studies is a mere two days away. In fact, I'll
already be moving over to the new place tomorrow, since it's so far
away. Going to the new school while still living at home would've
been practically impossible, considering the distance.
You know something, dear reader, I still can't quite believe I'll actually be starting in the new school. I half-expected to fail miserably and have to put up with studying English in university for the next few years. And I did fail more than miserably in one of the entrance exams. Either way, I'm glad I somehow made the cut into one of the schools.
I won't go as far as to say it was a miracle, though. The entrance exam for that school felt easy enough that I was positive I'd get in there at the very least. But as I've said before, the reality of it still hasn't fully sunken in yet. In any case, I suspect it'll sink in by tomorrow.
Even back when I traveled to Birmingham on my own, the reality of it didn't sink in until the day I left. So I can't say I'm surprised.
Speaking of surprises, I will be surprised if I finally manage to find love while studying at the new school. But I won't complain if I don't. After all, my studies will be my primary focus, now that I'm about to start studying music of all things. I won't lie, though – it would be perfect if I met the love of my life while studying there. A mutual passion like music is the greatest starting point I could imagine.