Got three A*s and eight As.
A lot of people find it crazy that I'm very disappointed, but it makes things tough for me now. I'm a Medicine hopeful, and have had my eyes set at the very top (Oxbridge/Imperial), so this has been a major knockback for me. I suppose it's time to muster enough in me to work harder at A Level. For those wondering, the A stars were in Mathematics, English Literature and Religious Studies (Attained in year 10). I was one mark off A star in Further Additional Science, so I hope that will become my forth A star. With that, I can show any person taking me in for Medicine, that I got enough science ability with me too.
Did I deserve this? Absolutely. I cruised through GCSEs, with little to no revision (French and Art are notable exceptions, but not quite to that level of A star). I had a false confidence that built up over time, with layer-by-layer of A star mock results. The last A star count I had was eight. It seemed like GCSEs were something I had under control, but it wasn't enough. The onion's layers unravelled to this, cut away by reality, the chemicals in them writhing to make my eyes water. I'm surprised they haven't already. Does that metaphor work? Oh well.
Here's to next year, and my redemption from this.