Try not to panic people, just remember that theyre just qualifications. So you fail them, becoming unsuccessful in attending university resulting in retakes. Retakes of which will prevent access to the top universities, add loads of pressure next year - knowing it to be your last chance in making something of your life - making it much tougher to pass than the previous year. All of which would result to you appearing a failure in your families eyes, friends' eyes and the bathroom mirror. You then spend the next three years searching relentlessly for a job requiring only GCSEs before giving up and settling for 3 part-time jobs at Mcdonalds, Argos and Sainsburys. It is from here you will spend the rest of your life scrounging for cash to pay for food, tax and a dire weekend in blackpool with your average, whining family. Your husband/wife doesn't love you nor you him/her, with the only reason you being with them is a desperate attempt to be with someone less successful than you; the successful people dont want you, theyre with their successful significant others. Then the day comes where you lay on your death bed, asked of any regrets to which your response involves a quiet whimper, for it has been so long since your exams that your brain has turned to mush from lack of intellectual thought. It is here then, where you die, remembered only by your close family, forgotten by society and lost in the past.
Still, not the end of the world.