I registered just to post my sob story, haha. (Studying English Lit AQA A)
Last year I got high marks in my coursework (I think 71/80), but I ballsed my exam up. I knew I did the moment I came out of the halls. Sure enough, ye, got my results back and I got 73/120, ergo a C. I was pretty upset since English Lit is my favourite subject, but not surprised and just thought I'd have to put extra effort in the January resit.
I did that. I revised a good 8 hours a week at least, missed friends 18ths, destroyed my social life, all in the hope that I would get an A in the exam, since my chosen uni (Sussex) wants AAB or A*BB. Sat the exam (Struggle for Identity and Duffy poetry), and really, I thought it went pretty ok. Not amazing, but I thought I'd ATLEAST got a solid B, and I was quietly confident that I got an A. I mean, I memorized the AO's of by heart, made the correct links etc, only negative thing was I slightly rushed the Duffy section.
But nope, got my results today. 82/120. C, near a B, but still not an A over all. Not gunna lie, devastated. Utterly devastated. I just don't understand how in this exam, where I *knew* I did x10 better than my ballsed up exam last year, I got a grand total of 9 marks more? :/
I really think the marking is botched. It's even worse since this was my last chance; the syllabus has changed, and this was quite literally my last chance of getting an A without re-doing another year at college. Just so... devastated. Another year of my life wasted and I just don't understand why. >.>
Definitely recalling my paper and asking for it be remarked. I've never trusted AQA much anyway, when ever I read about them, they're always commented for their hit and miss marking. They're either too generous or too cruel. >.>
edit:
predicted an A* for the record. Looks like that won't happen... haha.