One year today, I start my F1 job.
Sure, I’ve got to complete final year, apply for my post, answer a bunch of stupid personal statement questions and finish the inscrutable 36-page NHS bursary form, let alone pass finals, find a place to live near where my job will be, and shadow an F1 for a week. There’s a lot to do, I know.
Still. One year, today.
I typed ‘scared’ into google, and this is the first result! There we are.