hey barbie…
when i was doin my gcse’s, i was one of those lucky ones that didn’t do any revision but kinda got thru them anyway, i got one b, six c’s, and a d. i then went on to college to do three a-levels, and after seeing alot of people get on to the same courses as me with only three c passes, i kinda thought that gcse’s were a bit useless, excpet for getting you to the next level of education. after a year and a half, towards the a-level exams, i dropped out of college, because i had never evn got forty percent in any exam, and never did any coursework. my courses didn’t grab my enough, i just wasn’t really interested, i had just got a social life, and it was almost as though i’d only just been born, so wor came second to everything else. i got a job as a postman which, mental not to you all is the BEST unqualified job u can get, last week i got around £180 and that’s for nineteen hours! anyway, i left education and saved a copla grand to go travelling with. at the last moment, i decided not to leave the country, re-enrolled into college, left the post office, got a _really_ shitty job in a plastic factory and spent all my savings. after two months i left college again, and was left with nothing but debt and a shite job. this was about the time i started to play the guitar. i became full time at work, and moved out, ‘cos that seemed to be the next logical thing to do. eventually, my job took it’s toll on my health, and i left bcos i wanted more than two hours sleep a night. of course then, i ended up moving back home, but by now, after having been unemployed for a month and before that been of work for several months withgenerally ‘unhappyness’ as my dr described it, i had had a shit load of time to practice, about six hours a day, because i simply had nothing else to do. i was waking about four or five in the afternoon, eating a very sparse meal because i had barely any money, and playing my guitar and watching 4later untill my flat-mate got up for work in the morning and left at around seven-ish. of course, this meant i was getting better and better quite rapidly, and soon cuaght up with one or two of my friends who had already been playing for two or three years but only practiced a few hours a week. about three months ago, it occored to me to get into college again to do something drastically different in nature, and now i have an un-conditional place on a music technology course for two years starting in september, partly bcos of my gcse’s. my overally kinda point here is that you may very well end up in a few years time not knowing what to do in your life, and at somepoint, something will just suddenly occur to you, and having even jut a few qualifications can help soo much when you’re at interviews and stuff, becuase you can just be honest and say ‘yeah, well, i’ve spent x amount of time bumming around, but now i know what i wanna do and here’s a little something to prove i _can_ do whatevr i want to if i’m reasonable interested, or understand that it simply has to be done’, believe me it is far easier to have these things than not, but don’t get to serious about them, you don’t need to spend 6hrs a day doing revision bcos it’s not a bloody degree for god’s sake! it’s just gcse’s, and there are other avenues to walk down, it’s just easier to keep that option open. maybe just a few hours each day for a few days before each exam. good luck to you all, and i’m sorry if i’ve rather rambled on, i’m a bit tired and i just kinda closed my eyes and typed my inner monologue, so it’s a bit woo.
deek
