A Brief History Of The Last Two Months Pt. 1: The Beginning of the End of the Beginning
As promised, I shall now provide a captivating and enthralling retelling of how I have spent my past two months!
It all began on the 19th of June with my penultimate exam of my final year in secondary school. STEP (aka the Cambridge Maths entrance papers) are difficult and, unfortunately, the three hours I spent toiling on this particular paper were ultimately fruitless. As a result, I missed out on my offer from Cambridge.
Although having confidence ahead of exams like this is crucial, I had always accepted the fact that there was a sizeable chance that I would not meet the requirements of my offer. In spite of this, I felt that I did a lot worse than I should have, partly due to having misplaced expectations from the questions, and also due to poor time allocation and panic. I managed to pull it together for the second paper the day after, but the whole experience left me a bit shaken for the few days following it. I’m still confident in my ability to learn and use mathematics, but the whole experience did teach me that I still have a long way to go. I may have led you to imagine I was something like this:
but thankfully it was no where near as bad.
On the bright side, my regular A Level (aka the normal end-of-secondary-school exams) results were good so I still managed to secure a place at Imperial College London which is set to be my abode for the next four years. (More on that later.)
Anyhow, with that horrendous week over, my secondary school life was officially over! I spent the last seven years thinking that I would reach this point and have a clear idea what I was going to be. However, winning a Grammy or a Nobel Prize still doesn’t seem very achievable. But that’s not to say I haven’t made any progress! I went from being this annoying, high-pitched kid in Year 7:
To being this annoying, low-pitched guy in Year 13:
Along the way I understood why rock music truly rocks, and I’m still honing my skills in photography, guitar, cooking and blogging. I’ve no longer got a strong aversion to cats and dogs, although I’d still think twice before getting a pet. I don’t consider Henley shirts to be badass any more; hook me up with a white OCBD instead. I’ve picked up a motley crew of friends who have made the last 7 years all the more memorable through endless lunchtime discussions and peculiar actions during exams.
And now that we were all finally finished with our respective exams, it was time to wind down with a holiday or two. The first stop? Paris.