18th August, three days away. The day I get my AS results back, for the second and final time round. No more chances, after Thursday I move onto A2 and fate is set. I've either got the right results for Brighton or I don't. It saddens me that there is a very high chance I won't get the grades, it makes me nervous. At least last year I knew I'd have another chance. I keep thinking about my exams, and my answers, or what I remember of them. I can't help but thinking I messed up, messed up big time. I understand there are other Universities, and things that can help me but I have my heart set on Brighton. It's everything I could ever want, and well I guess I have to come to terms that maybe it's just a little too out of my reach. I know these are pre-results jitters, and whatever is printed in the envelope I will take in my stride and work hard to get the grades I need. Whatever the outcome I need to create a plan of action, figure things out, I know I will probably be fine but I just need a little venting, and as always this is my place of comfort. I wish everyone and myself the best of luck for results, whatever the outcome we will get where we want to be even if it takes longer than those around us.
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