I woke up this morning feeling sick and dreading the results.
Went to school and got results, opened envelope and burst into tears. Thank god no one was around to see humiliation. I got B for theatre, C for English Lit, E for Psychology and U for music. This made me feel shit as I have to retake the school year completely. Lucky me eh? It shows the British education system is faulty as I revised extremely hard for music and was told I was aiming for C/B but results said something different. My head of year suggested I see the school councilor, like that makes anyone feel better about themselves. Hey lets see someone who reminds me why I feel inadauqate. Cleaver idea!
After watching Braveheart, writing a poem and talking to my mother about my options I feel slightly better, but still not great...
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