Thursday, 14 August 2014

LIFE | A Level Results Arghhhhhh

I've just realised it's A Level result day here in England. It brought back all sorts of bad memories of my own A Level result day.

Back in 2000 I was collecting my A Level results and I remember all the mixed emotions throughout the day.

Theoretically it's a day you've worked for for the past 2 years of your life. Personally I was awful in college. I'd passed all my GCSEs without any revision or working that hard (I guess I was one of the lucky ones who didn't really need to put much effort in at school to achieve reasonably well) and chose to do Spanish, Art, Geography and General Studies at A Level.

Unfortunately I was a 16 year old girl whose last priority was her future and studying hard to achieve good grades. I skipped classes to hang out with friends, lay in bed far to long and was late for classes and of course, I had discovered boys!

When it came to A Level results day I was so nervous. I knew I hadn't worked as hard as I could have done but I was ever hopeful that I may just have achieved 4 decent passes.
I remember opening the letter and my heart sank. I'd achieved (or not achieved depending how you look at it) 2 fails and 2 E grades. I was fiercely disappointed. For a girl who had never really failed anything, I felt like a complete and utter failure.

Then the next thought - how the hell am I going to tell my parents?! They will be so disappointed in me. I was disappointed in myself. I'd let them down. I'd let myself down. They were on holiday at our villa in Spain - exactly were I am now. (I'm writing this by the pool)

I couldn't face phoning them so I put it off. I was delaying the inevitable. I knew they'd phone me. I knew I had to talk to them.
My Dad phoned and I choked up. It was so hard to tell him my grades. As I told him I burst into tears. 
To cut a long story short I had to go though clearing and eventually managed to get in to university doing a primary teaching degree.
My message to anyone getting their results today is 'it will all turn out ok in the end.' You might not believe that now but trust me - I felt the world was over but in reality it was just beginning. 
If you achieved good results, well done you. All that work and effort was worth it. If you didn't achieve what you'd hoped, there are so many options and paths you can take so chin up, pick yourself up, dust yourself off and plan what you're going to do next.

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