Firstly well done on going to collect the buggers. It's not easy. I remember 3 years ago (shit 3 years?!) I made the drive to school, alone. I remember getting there and everyone was standing with their parents. I tried to act cool about the whole thing. "Oh who needs parents, I just gunna do this thing and get the hell out of there". Secretly I was gutted. My dad was at work and quite frankly I don't think it even occurred to him to be there and my mum, well my mum was dead so I'll admit it was a tad tricky for her to attend.
The good think about only getting three results is that I was pretty convinced I knew what my results where going to be. A, B, C. You get predictions and you normally do about as well as your AS results. There were a few shocks in my year, but I'm friends with very clever A* people so there were no disasters for them. But the whole results thing. It really doesn't matter.
I know people keep going on about this, but it's true. I have just graduated from uni and I have no idea what I want to do. I am sat at home and I'm pretty certain university has hindered rather helped this. Don't get me wrong, I loved most of my time at uni, but would I do it again? I'm not so sure... It's a hellava lot of money and everyone goes to uni now that you can no longer do it to stand out from the crowd.
The other thing which I think is cruel about the modern era (O dear I really am 80) is social networks. If you don't get into uni or you don't get the results you were hoping for, you get to see everyone else's happy statuses about which uni they're going and how happy they are. Just remember that only the people that are have done well have written those statuses. There are loads of people out there just like you, that might not have done as well as they'd hoped. I have one piece of advice for anyone out there, whether you did good or bad -
Everything happens for a reason.
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