I woke up this morning with the same apprehensive feeling that’s been dogging me for the past 2 weeks – oh noes, the results are coming , I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared I’m scared. Then through the fog of tiredness I had the most wonderful realisation ever: the wait is actually over, I have my results and best of all, I’m HAPPY.
I went up to the school yesterday feeling ready to hurl. It was probably the most nerve-wracking thing I’ve ever done, and I know a thing or two about nerves at this stage. Unfortunately, my nerves manifest themselves in me babbling on aimlessly to whoever is standing next to me, earning me a few dark looks from my more silent, brooding classmates. Sorry guys. 🙂
Here we are then:
English – A2
Irish – B1
Maths (O) – B1
French – B1
History – B1
Art – B1
Music – A2
That gives me 520 points. I couldn’t/can’t believe it. I seriously came out of all my exams with zero expectation or ideas of how I might do. One thing I am a bit bothered about is my French. I got a B1 in the mock and I had hoped I might improve on that, but from what I hear French was marked quite hard and many people in my year were disappointed with their grade.
On the other hand though: a B1 in Art! I actually laughed. Honestly, if anyone could have been there with me during the practical and Art History exams and seen what a mess I was, they would understand how crazy this is. But Art is subjective, after all. 😉
If anyone can remember reading my early post “hiss-toe-ree and maffs”, you will remember that I was majorly worried about History. You may know that there were two students in my History class, and that we needed grinds. I also got a D1 in my mocks. Basically, everything about my History situation was bad. I will cherish that B1 with all my heart, because I genuinely nearly had a nervous breakdown over the stupid subject. Yay.
I will probably blog again on Monday, but I just want to wish everyone the best of luck in the future. It was sad night last night, as I realised that I mightn’t have a conversation with many of the people I met again for a long time, but I guess you just have to roll with the punches and accept that we all must go on to bigger and better things. If anyone intends to repeat, I hope everything works out for you next time, and that you’ve learned from this crazy experience we’ve all had. I know I have. Blogging here has been absolutely wonderful and without it I probably would have had some sort of psychological meltdown. Writing is something that I enjoy and love so much, and now if all goes well I will be able to do it for a living. It’s a good feeling.
Whoops, I’m getting a little emotional now. Something about reaping the fruits of my labour makes me very affectionate 🙂
Cheesey goodbye sentiment, to infinity and beyond etc etc etc,