exam results

Well kids, 18 years of compulsory education are over.
18 years of being told to sit down and shut up.
18 years of being told to speak when you’re spoken to.

18 years of being intellectually measured and placing your value and self-worth on a series of arbitrary and meaningless tests.

18 years of government ideologies being implemented through textbooks and subliminal curriculum changes; I bet you can tell me how many apples Kumar Rajesh The Third bought, but I bet
you can’t tell me who Mary Seacole was. Without Googling her.

18 years of conformity, take off the suit or the shit school jumper
or the blouse or the knee-length skirt, ain’t no pervy teacher
gonna get all offended; even though it’s their lack of self-control
and inability to control their sexual desires and the bullshit belief
that the victims are the ones responsible for all sex crimes performed on them. (Here’s something they don’t teach you at school: there are no excuses for raping someone. None. Zero. Nada. Don’t fucking do it. No means no means no means no means no.)

18 years of useless bullshit, goodbye Golgi Apparatus, hello money!
Time for loans and jobs and bills and I bet they never taught you
about exchange rates and how to get the most out of changing
your money. At least you can work out a Triangle’s hypotenuse…

18 years, trying to get you to behave, get you in a nice little line
so you’ll be a dutiful employee, a simpleton, normal, the same,
a cardboard cut-out of everyone else, a follower of the status quo.

Well kids, after all of that, all 18 years, I hope you’re still you.
I hope you’ve found joy in your own company and the company of others. I hope you have a dream, a vision, a belief, something to stand for. I hope you’re happy; well, happy enough after being mentally tortured for 18 years by the most flawed institution ever created.

I also hope you know just how goddamn beautiful you are, and I fucking mean it. I hope you realize there’s more to life than fly-by-night popularity and that crushes are little more than dust in the wind and that you are not defined by any of the tests that you take.

18 years now, wipe the slate. Start over. This is not the end, failure is not fatal and success is not final. This is only the beginning. It’s a big beautiful world out there. Trust me, I didn’t believe in it either.

Well kids, that’s the bell; your 18 years of hell are now finally over. Breathe in. Relax. And remember; this is only Chapter 1…

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You Are Not Defined By Exam Results (Spoken Word)

By Ryan Havers

(If you want to read this and record it and post it, do. And also please send it to me or direct me to it!)

If you don’t want your exam results, clap your hands *claps hands*

If you think you’ve failed a subject and you know it, clap your hands *claps hands*

If you know your doom is coming, and you really want to show it, then clap your hands *clap hands*

It’s not like I’m nervous for my exam results

Okay, maybe I am

exam results are tomorrow oh no (an exam results playlist) (listen)

1. another brick in the wall (part 2) - pink floyd // 2. totally fucked - spring awakening // 3. i should have cheated - keyshia cole // 4. boulevard of broken dreams - green day // 5. do i wanna know? - arctic monkeys // 6. going to hell - the pretty reckless // 7. please please please let me get what i want - the smiths // 8. goodbye mr. a - the hoosiers // 9. summertime sadness - lana del rey // 10. livin’ on a prayer - bon jovi // 11. legally blonde - legally blonde the musical // 12. one day more - les miserables soundtrack // 13. the final countdown - europe

  • Parents:So what results did you get in your exams?
  • Grandparents:what did you get in your exams?
  • Aunt:What results did you get
  • (Perfect) Sister:so what did you get?
  • Neighbour:What did you get?
  • Mayor:How did you do in exams?
  • The queen:how'd you do in exams?
  • God:What did you get in your exams?
  • Me:I came here to have a good time and honestly I'm feeling so attacked right now
To anyone getting their results tomorrow.

I am sending you endless hugs and smiles and good luck vibes.

I hope you get the grades you want/need andI hope you’re proud of yourself.

And I hope you remember that no matter how you’ve done, even if you failed every single exam, you are still wonderful, and things will be okay.

I’m proud of you.

attention all you lovelies collecting gcse results tomorrow:

I’ve seen quite a few posts on my dash of lots of people getting worked up and worried so I just wanted to say:

  • please be proud of what you’ve achieved over the past two years, this has been your first run through of a long-term qualification and you got through it and you should be proud of that
  • you’ve probably done better than you fear, almost everyone does
  • but even if you haven’t done as well as you hope, please do not panic or be hard on yourself about it
  • gcses are not the be-all and end-all and not doing amazingly in them does not define you or your future possible academic successes - I know of loads of people who didn’t do great at gcse who still went on to do amazingly at A-level or in an apprenticeship or at anything they chose to do next
  • honestly like a few weeks into the next level of your education, whether that’s A-levels or anything else, you will not care what gcses you got
  • please be kind to yourself tomorrow and remind yourself that qualifications that have been two years in the making are no mean feat and you are wonderful for getting to the end and far too young right now to be panicking about what some grades might mean for your future (take it from someone who did panic and now looks back and thinks ‘wow i did not need to waste that energy on negative thoughts when i was that young’)
  • good luck and eat ice cream and do things with friends :)