GCSE Results Day Experience

Hey,

It's me Caitlin. The 24th August was a very important day for me, and many other 15-16 year olds around Britain. This was the day that we received our GCSE results. There was worry, excitement, nerves and confusion. This year was the first year of the new grading systems, although only in English and Maths. No one really knew what this would mean, either the examiners would be very fair or they'd be harsh.

The night before results day, I began to panic thinking 'damn this is really it, I get my results tomorrow'. Panic is good for nobody. It's an awful feeling knowing that something you've worked so hard for could all be crushed in a matter of simply opening an envelope. I worked myself up so much that I turned in for an early night hoping that the panic would go away with my sleep.

When I woke up, it took me a minute to realise exactly what that day meant. I didn't panic too much that morning, and got ready jamming out to throwback hits in a calming manner. It wasn't until my mum parked the car that I had a major freak out, and took me a while to actually get through the school gates because I didn't want to know anymore.

Walking through the gates seeing various people in my year crying of happiness and sadness, jumping up and down, and hugging each other didn't help. Before going in I saw one of my friends and she did so well and I was so proud of her. In a way her results kind of calmed me down. I originally was supposed to go in with my close friends, and we were all going to open them together, but then two of them were late, and one had already come and gone with her results. I didn't know what to do, so after strolling up to the table with my results on, I held them in  my hand for a while. My mum even said to me that she would open them.

After actually deciding just to open them, I could barely break the seal on the envelope. My brain was everywhere worrying about what I would next read, and my hands were shaking from nerves. Once I managed to rubbishly open the envelope, I looked up at my mum and she was smiling at me. I took a deep breath and unfolded the page.

I am pleased to say that I did fairly well in my exams. I passed all my GCSE's, and got nearly all my target grades. I was a little shocked at one of them, but I guess that goes to show that one bad exam can really impact your grade. I'm happy to tell you that my friends did very well for themselves, and I'm super proud of everyone I know that put in all the effort, because the outcomes were amazing.

If you're reading this now waiting on your results, about to start revising or whatever, I wish you the best of luck. Just know that hard work does pay off.

Signing Off,

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