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.