A Universe Trapped in a Labyrinth

This is my boring and interesting and teenager life spanning from age 15 to 18 (May 2015-August 2018)
Within you'll find many re-inventions of myself, boy trouble, school trouble and life trouble. (Plus interesting bits I thought I would include as well).
Do you dare to enter the maze?


161. Completing Sixth Form


22/06/18, 22:43

This week I completed my A-level exams, all eight of them and that means that I have officially completed Sixth Form. It's kind of bittersweet; on one hand, I'm finally done and gone, on the other, that's seven years of my life in the same school finished. 

Don't get me wrong, I'm glad to be finished with exams because God they caused me so much stress. So much so that I ended up fainting last week over worry. I felt like you had to learn two years of content for the paper to ask you irrelevant questions.

That feeling was particularly concentrated on my Biology exams. At the start of the year, I was failing Bio even though I desperately need it to get into university, like I'm talking D's and E's bad which I've never had before. It put me down a lot, but eventually, I dragged it up to C's and some B's (and I need a B so I was happy). But that first paper was a literal nightmare, forty odd pages packed full of questions with no relevance to the specification we had learned all to be completed in two hours. The second paper testing more content but worded it in a way that made me utter clueless to the answers. The third paper was better but still, it's a place to worry. The papers were so bad that a Youtuber filmed her reaction to them, of which was being on the verge of a breakdown. 

It's made me realise how hard exams truly are nowadays and the pressure put on students in order to get the grades they need. I don't want to settle for my second best uni, I pretty much can't since I've set all my hopes on one in particular. 

Despite that, the other five exams went okay even though my hand killed after them. 

And tonight I had my Leavers night out, first with an Italian meal with lovely food and a slightly awkward atmosphere, then out for drinks at a local bar. It was at this bar that people loosened up and I got to see teachers become more like themselves rather than the strict masks they've had to retain, for example, they swore and insisted that we called them by their first names. It was nice just to spend the day in the company of people I've been around for seven years and to finally hug and say our goodbyes. It felt like closure, a good kind of closure. 

I even saw people I hadn't seen since primary and talked to them, which may have been awkward but it was refreshing at least.  

Now I get to relax for nigh on three months, one month of which I'll be spending recovering from a major jaw surgery but hey we'll cross that bridge next month when it comes. 

Sixth Form taught me so many things; the value of friendship for one since my friendship group grew and I experienced so many things with them. But my lessons taught me even more, English Lit and Lang taught me to further appreciate writing and reading, Psychology helped me decide my career path and Biology made me appreciate all those processes that we aren't even aware of. 

It certainly is bittersweet but as one door closes another must open, that means university, moving out and learning how to be an adult. 

I'm definitely looking forward to it. 



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