The day that Mrs Livsey made me feel really small
Today I arrived and saw my name on a list of people to go and see Mrs Livsey at some point. I thought it was because I had been missing form time and got a bit worried but Sophie Landers said it couldn’t be because Leila is down and she always goes. Third and fourth period was the psychology mock which went shit as because I didn’t know any relevant studies and Rose is actually going to kill me. On her question I didn’t really conclude or evaluate like the question asked I more stated 3 points with 2 studies using one twice so it’s not looking good. As lunch arrived I went to go see Mr Inman and then onto Livsey, I saw Sophie and Leila who said it’s about plans for the future, I first thought how sweet wanting to find out what the upper 6th plan to do.
I dropped in to see Mr Inman who was really helpful in what I should do next and my concerns about Mr Barber’s modules because it’s obvious which one is a better teacher, Inman’s coursework and exam I got 81/90 Baps coursework for the second time I went down by 5 marks to a D.
After speaking to Inman about my work I set off to go and see Livsey. Big mistake I went to her desk where she was all I’m not going to keep you for very long. Basically it was that some of my assessment data had gone down and I was now achieving less than I was before. After I explained that Comms was meant to be a B not a C and that I have just got an A in geography so I don’t mind the C that much. She asked what my first choice was and when I said it’s ABB she went “(sharp intake of air) do you have a backup?” I was like yeah Lincoln; she began asking if I would be really upset if I went there, I was like a bit I really want to go Sussex. She then asked the grades and I was like BCC her response was “That’s doable” after looking at a page of my grades. She was all what are your plans for Easter. I told her that they are to revise like normal and meet with friends a bit to help me with my revision. Then she said something like what went wrong? I was like I think I’m doing fine its just A2 is more difficult then I thought it would be. Before I could say any more I was cut off by Cakebread laughing. Livsey asked why he was laughing and he goes “I was Ciaran’s form teacher in year 9 and 10 and these are the same excuses he had then when he was failing” for his information I’m not fucking failing BBC currently I think is pretty good and if that’s shit then what about the rest of the year who are doing worse than me? I haven’t felt that small in a long time and wanted to shout at that dick. Then I left but not before Livsey dropped in another patronising comment “Good luck” said as if I am beyond help. Bitch.
I dropped in to see Mr Inman who was really helpful in what I should do next and my concerns about Mr Barber’s modules because it’s obvious which one is a better teacher, Inman’s coursework and exam I got 81/90 Baps coursework for the second time I went down by 5 marks to a D.
After speaking to Inman about my work I set off to go and see Livsey. Big mistake I went to her desk where she was all I’m not going to keep you for very long. Basically it was that some of my assessment data had gone down and I was now achieving less than I was before. After I explained that Comms was meant to be a B not a C and that I have just got an A in geography so I don’t mind the C that much. She asked what my first choice was and when I said it’s ABB she went “(sharp intake of air) do you have a backup?” I was like yeah Lincoln; she began asking if I would be really upset if I went there, I was like a bit I really want to go Sussex. She then asked the grades and I was like BCC her response was “That’s doable” after looking at a page of my grades. She was all what are your plans for Easter. I told her that they are to revise like normal and meet with friends a bit to help me with my revision. Then she said something like what went wrong? I was like I think I’m doing fine its just A2 is more difficult then I thought it would be. Before I could say any more I was cut off by Cakebread laughing. Livsey asked why he was laughing and he goes “I was Ciaran’s form teacher in year 9 and 10 and these are the same excuses he had then when he was failing” for his information I’m not fucking failing BBC currently I think is pretty good and if that’s shit then what about the rest of the year who are doing worse than me? I haven’t felt that small in a long time and wanted to shout at that dick. Then I left but not before Livsey dropped in another patronising comment “Good luck” said as if I am beyond help. Bitch.