I HAVE MY GCSE RESULTS AND I AM HAPPY!

This is somewhat of a miracle, because to be honest, I didn't think that would happen. I thought I would get my results and feel a sense of crushing doom. But no, I AM HAPPY!

And mum and Stuart will be taking me out to dinner to celebrate.

( Results under cut )

Oh, Graph. How I loathe you. You whisper to me, telling me what I need to hear.

'I can help you get an A* on your GCSE.' you say. 'Don't you want that? I can make it happen.'

BUT I AM NOT FOOLED! I may have spent several hours (read: about twenty) revising you in my holiday, but you shall STILL cause me to EPIC PHAIL.

Dear Graph: Fuck you.

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