Bonne Chance

So this is it...GCSE results day. Good luck to you all although it's twenty to three in the morning when I'm writing this so you probably won't read it until after you've opened that dreaded envelope.

I've had an alright day, mixed in with lots of nerves, stress and conversations about what would be 'disappointing' or 'adequate' or 'my highest expectation'. I'll be completely honest with you now, I don't have too much to worry about, seeing as all GCSEs count for is getting into college/sixth form and I am in the nice posistion to have that pretty much granted. Buuuut...this doesn't stop me being nervous!




I went to young farmers tonight (I basically started going as I want to be a vet and thought it would look good on the old CV, I am starting to enjoy it though!) But anyway, yer it was just a meeting in the pub- I told them about results day to which their reaction was "You've gotta get wasted tonight" After lots of persuasion they bought me a coke- "because we don't want to make it too obvious but don't worry it's got something stronger in" Hahaha gotta love em :) I don't know what they put in it but it tasted pretty good :L

Huh, I'm so worried. I am excited though. This sounds weird but it feels like Christmas...because of the anticipation. The big build up to one small moment, like opening a present that you might be disappointed with and have to wait a whole year for another...opening that envelope could be good or bad, it doesn't have too much impact on your life but still means a lot. I dunno, I just hope I do as well as I want- I worked hard, I could've worked harder but you always can.

Good luck everyone, I hope you all get the results that you were hoping for.

Georgina xx

P.S. The original title of this post was 'bon chance' then I realised that's incorrect- now I'm shit scared about my french result!