Thursday, 1 May 2014

Considering changes

I keep having flashbacks, really vidid rememberances of being  15 years old at the bottom of the form room block in school, and standing with the rest of my year group while we tried to sort ourselves into alphabetical order. We were standing there to go and look at the giant list of names and numbers and exam timetables so we could all check that we had been registered for the right ones.

I was 15 years old the whole world started telling me that these next ninety minutes would haunt me for the rest of my life. The result of this exam would not only determine if I was staying on for sixth form and influence which A-levels I'd choose, the result of this exam would be the only real solid score that the universities I would hopefully be applying to in a few years would have to judge me on, sure there are predictied grades to help them but these results that you earn aged fifteen are going to influence that. So make sure you do well this morning, it could be the difference between a great university and a secure job, and a life spent in a cubicle.

I didn't believe them, they were earning their salaries trying to put the fear of god in me, but I knew I was an intelligent, capable and charasmatic young lady. I could fail every single one of these exams and it wouldn't stop me. I also knew I wasn't go to fail, I'd been to class, I'd done the homework, I might not know the textbooks inside out and back to front but I knew it well enough. What can I say, I was an arrogant little 15 year old. Not much has changed in the last seven years, if I'm honest, modesty is not a colour that suits my complexion.

Yesterday I took my final exam of university. It is very odd to think that come Christmas I won't have anything to revise for. This time next year I won't have a wall covered in post-it notes of important facts I need to remember. In case you haven't guessed, I'm not planning on doing a post grad course any time soon. Maybe somewhere down the line, but right now I'd quite like to try and drag myself out of my overdraft a little bit and I hear wonderful things about lovely having a salary is. I have gotten very good in the last seven years at taking exams, I can parcel my time out for each section of questions automatically, I can bullet point my essay answers and make a quick plan in a way I never can when I don't have a time limit of minutes.

The rest of it, the real world of council tax and pension plans, I'm not sure how good I'm going to be at that but I want to find out.

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