Update: Starting Medicine

Today is Saturday the 16th of September and it's the day before I move to Liverpool to begin my journey as a medical student.

I am:
1- excited- I'm actually going to be studying anatomy and physiology and stuff. Wow.

2- nervous/ worried- Imagine if I fail or something? Ahh!

3- thankful- I didn't get here on my own. Alhamdulillah for parents who put up with my breakdowns; teachers who answered my questions; and friends who cried with me and gave me moral support.

4- proud- your girl got A*AA.

Many times during the whole application process for medical school, I felt inadequate and I felt that I wasn't going to make it. It started with my GCSE results, I thought they were below par at 4A* s and 7 A compared to straight A*s I was seeing on TheStudentRoom. I see now that I compared myself to others too often and judged myself too harshly. Then, when it came to studying for the UKCAT, I was so scared by how quickly we were supposed to answer such tough questions. But, I did it and I got an average score of 666, which isn't bad. It was then time to sign up for UCAS and write a personal statement. God only knows how many drafts I wrote, there were loads! Even when I submitted my final draft I wasn't sure I was completely happy.

My biggest obstacle and my arch nemesis, however, was Chemistry. A combination of a bad teacher, a new syllabus, shaky GCSE foundation and lack of organisation meant I was constantly struggling with this subject. I got predicted a B and I remember crying to my Head of Sixth Form because I thought my medical career had ended before it even began *cries*. So, in Year 13, I got my act together, wrote notes way in advance of the lessons, asked questions, did practice questions and tried to understand things properly and not just memorise them. When I saw that A grade on results day, I was OVER THE MOON.

Applying for medical school and trying to get in was very intense and challenging but I'm not naive, I know the hardest part is yet to come.

LET'S GO!!