For me, disillusionment for the most part.
As a friend summed up: "I'm FED UP of opening envelopes that only offer disappointment!"
It's true, A Levels are a challenge. They consume your life for 3 months as you lock yourself away extinguishing your social life and any morsel of fun you enjoyed previously, in the hope that all the hard work will pay off.
And most often it doesn't, at least not to the level you anticipated.
The feeling is failure.
My results were a mixed bag... so I wasn't as unhappy as most. At least I didn't have to be one of the many crying students that littered the floors.
My personal view is that exams only measure the students' memory capacity, not necessarily their intelligence.
As a friend summed up: "I'm FED UP of opening envelopes that only offer disappointment!"
It's true, A Levels are a challenge. They consume your life for 3 months as you lock yourself away extinguishing your social life and any morsel of fun you enjoyed previously, in the hope that all the hard work will pay off.
And most often it doesn't, at least not to the level you anticipated.
The feeling is failure.
My results were a mixed bag... so I wasn't as unhappy as most. At least I didn't have to be one of the many crying students that littered the floors.
My personal view is that exams only measure the students' memory capacity, not necessarily their intelligence.