When i finished school, i applied to study philosophy at two universities, sheffield, my home town, and london. i didn’t have much hope of getting into london university my school exam results were not brilliant. london university is one of the (high/highly/highlier) appreciated universities in the world therefore, i wanted to be accepted there. but i was lucky and i was accepted there. i (must/had to/should) make two trips to london before i started one for the interview and another to find accommodation. the university provided students with information about flats. by the time the semester began, i (already, to find) a place to live and a roommate. while i was studying, i didn’t think about work and how i (to earn) my living after university. when the time came, i realized that languages had always interested me so i applied several jobs to teach english abroad. obviously, i didn’t have any experience but i thought i had a small chance of (to accept) in the end, a letter came and i felt nervous as i opened it. but the news (to be) good! the letter offered me a job in a swedish school. i knew the winter weather in sweden was cold so i bought some warm clothes. then i had farewell party and everyone wished me good luck in my new life as a teacher. since then i (to have) a lot of jobs in difference countries and i am happy to say that i have enjoyed all of them. but i have wondered many times what (to happen) if that first letter had turned me down
