The long awaited return! DUN DUN DUN

New year and I am surprisingly at University. Having failed my exams AGAIN I decided to quit this home-schooling lark and persue college education. I applied to various Scottish colleges but they were having none of my "I fell apart in the exam" nonsense and I was turned away. When I wasn't crying and cutting myself I looked up English places that I might stand a chance of getting into and I found a London based night school that takes in unusual students (mostly mature students) and teach us stuff lolololol.
But seriously, I found a Foundation Degree program (equivalent to 2 years of a BSc and I can move on to year 3 of a proper BSc once I finish this one) in Science.
As my first week of higher education dies, I have time to reflect on what I've learned in my lectures:
Maths can be fun. Srsly.
I sweat a lot in the underground and underpressure.
And finally, that reading is AWESOME.

More to come, including minor celebrities and mice sightings on the London Underground, reports of a mental breakdown following first assignment and spending all my time watching Sex and the City.

Exams!

You know, as I set up this blog I thought it would be a super place to vent and attempt to combat my overwhelming fear of exams (and failure...)
Therefore you might be wondering, why haven't I updated my blog in such a long time?? And during exam season, when I would have the most material to write about?

Well, the second can be answered pretty easily. I'm very busy during exam season. Turns out you need to revise 'n' shit.
The first is trickier. Sort of. There's not really much I can write about. Ever since I started my O-levels I've become more and more of a hermit, finally culminating in leaving the house at most twice a week.
I'm not quite sure where I'm going with this.












I should have started a sex blog like all the cool bloggers......

Bricks

Tomorrow I'm going to an Easter revision course in London to study chemistry, physics and biology. I'm really nervous. I have not been in a formal educational system since I was 7 and I'm scared I'll make a fool of myself. I'm not as clever as I need to be and I have a horrible feeling it'll show all too well when I'm unable to get a single question right.

God I hope I don't cry infront of everyone.

Papers

When I failed my exams, we decided to order the papers to see where I went wrong. They arrived last Wednesday whilst I was enjoying a week in London, blissfully unaware of the utter drivel my parents were reading back at the ranch.
I saw them today. The most galling part of this whole thing is the marking. It’s incredibly sterile. No comments, no red ink. Just a number in the margin indicating how many marks I had gained for a question. How embarrassing…
The following is a brief conversation where I tried to lift my own spirits;
Mum: It’s not as bad as it could have been.
Me: No…
Mum: And at least you know where it all went to pot.
Me: True. And in any case, in opposite world this is all very good news!

Introductions

I’m seventeen, female, home-schooled and have exam results so appalling it brings tears to the eyes like raisins in a curry. The most infuriating thing is that I’m often told I’m not stupid. Far from it – some people think I’m bright. Frankly (for me), the jury is out on this one.
This is my last ditch attempt to grasp proper exam technique (step one involves entering the exam centre without bawling my eyes out), revise properly and chronicle this exciting time on a blog.
Here are some basic facts about my academic self for your pleasure.
1. I am currently studying AS level Chemistry, Physics and Biology.
2. I have yet to actually pass any of these.
3. I really don’t like chemistry.
4. The most prominent memory I have from my AS exams in May/June was crying when I came out of all of them.
5. This blog is vaguely anonymous. Plz don’t out me.

That’s all for now folks. I’ll try and update this as soon as I can A) think of something worth writing about and B) not indulge in self loathing/loving rants.