Friday morning...3:15am
Here I am sitting on my bed thinking about... Well life and what not. Earlier this morning about 10:16am I found my results for my GCSES. I was nervous as hell! I don't think I'll ever be that scared and nervous again, I literally lost sleep over something I can't really change. Imagine your future has already been written out for you on a A4 piece of paper. You've either failed or passed, even then you're not good enough in the eyes of society. "Got an A? Why did you not get an A*? Oh you just got an C? I can't believe you got a D, better luck next time. Oh my God! You got a U?! How you gonna become a doctor with them grades?" Since when did a couple of letter define my intelligence?! And why am I not allowed to be proud of that D grade? Why does it have to be looked down on? Why can't everyone accept the fact that everyone is different and we all have something we struggle being 'smart' in? Since when was that C grade not good enough? AT LEAST I PASSED! I don't care if it was for looking at my crush! At least that's one more GCSE for me.
Am I wrong?
Why can't we be proud of our D's and E's instead of people pitying us for it?
I guess what I am trying to say is that don't let any piece of paper determine your future and goals you have planned, just know you can always resit some subjects you want to do better in. At the end of the day no one can take the fact that you tried your best from you. Learn for it and move on #stayonypurgrind b!
