2018 · Student Life

Results Day 2018

Ah, results day. The day where every single A Level student finds out how they’ve done in their exams. The day where two years (well, in my case three years) worth of work is consolidated down into this very moment. The day where earth feels like absolute hell.

I was very nervous about results day leading up to it. I’ve mentioned before that I suffer with Anxiety so the added stress of having a day coming up which determines my future wasn’t exactly the highlight of my year. The sleepless nights, the butterflies in my stomach, the pains in my chest… it wasn’t fun.

Of course, the dreaded day arrived. I woke up at 7am, an hour before track was due to update and I was a nervous wreck. My Mum, bless her heart, got up with me and we both had a cup of tea with my phone and laptop out ready. As I was checking my phone, my best friend had messaged me telling me our results had been emailed out. It soon became even more real. Even as I’m typing this out 3 days later, I still feel a little bit nauseous at the thought. I was too scared to check my results, you see. I had it in my head that I wanted to know whether I’d got into my firm choice (Queen Mary University) or insurance choice (Brunel University) before I found out my results. So, my Mum looked at my results instead and didn’t give anything away. She’s very good at that.

Now, track normally updates at 8am on results day but for the last two years it had updated at 7:30am and I assumed that would be the same case this year. However, I got an email from my insurance university telling me I had been accepted into their university 5 minutes before track had updated and that’s when I knew. You see, your insurance university will only offer you a place if your firm choice declines. My heart initially sank.

Track then updated. 7:30. I was right. I frantically typed in my login details and that’s when I saw it. My firm had declined me and my insurance had accepted me. I stared at my laptop screen through blurred vision, tears filling my eyes, before bursting out crying and hugging my Mum. I then checked my results and saw why I had been declined. – BCD. Oh crap.

At first, I was going to ring up my firm choice and see if there was any way they could accept me. This was when the nightmare started. I hate ringing people. I was on the phone on hold for 15 minutes before I thought “sod this, I’ll try clearing.” I didn’t want to go to my insurance university at first. I don’t know why I felt like that. I think I was in such denial that I didn’t even consider the possibility of, “hey, maybe going to your insurance university isn’t a bad thing.”

So, I rang another university and got rejected because my grades were too low. Joy. Time to cry again. I couldn’t believe I was in this situation. I then sat and thought for a bit and it slowly started to sink in that I should go to my insurance university and defer my entry for a year. Why? 1) Money. I had none and 2) I’m not ready to move out of my home just yet. I had already made a decision the night before that I would defer my entry for my firm choice uni because of the same reasons so it only made sense to do the same for my insurance. I emailed them asking if this option was possible and I’m extremely happy to say it was.

I was ecstatic at that point. I had the confirmation I was going to university and everything was good. Furthermore, my happiness on results day didn’t end there. The post arrived with a parcel for me from Brunel University and inside included all of this…

I also received a lolly but I was eating it as I took this picture.

I couldn’t believe it. It added to my reassurance that I had done the right thing. I mean, who doesn’t love a free t-shirt and a pen? Of course, my happiness was added to when my Mum got me a giant cookie congratulating me on my A Level results. My day certainly ended on a positive note.

So that’s my story of A Level Results Day. Of course, I was disappointed with my results but I still got into Brunel and that’s all that mattered to me. I am very grateful for the opportunity considering I didn’t quite meet their entry requirements. I do sometimes believe that everything happens for a reason and I can’t wait to start Brunel University in 2019 and see what awaits me.

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