A New Chapter

So it would seem that college is now over, and I'm about to start a whole new chapter on my life. When my results came through, I realised they weren't the greatest - but they were sufficient enough for me to enter university. Now I only depend on my English resit results. I would imagine I did rather well seeing as I'm capable of writing long blog posts on a somewhat regular basis. The key difference is, however, that these blog posts are freely written and I take a couple of hours to write and perfect it. I can even save it as a draft and come back to it later when I'm less writer-blocked (is that a word? I'll go with it). Examinations... yeah they aren't the same. Controlled conditions, predetermined topics, set time limit - these are things I don't work well under. I struggle to write descriptive text if it's not something I choose to write about, or something I enjoy.


I've thought long and hard about it, and I've decided that if I am to fail my English again, I won't be resitting. I will happily live my life going into work, and developing games in my spare time as I always have. I do have 5 GCSEs at C or above, and evidently I now have A-Levels; it should sustain my life.


As a side-note: I find the whole system of qualifications ridiculous. Companies don't care what you know, they care what GCSEs and degrees you have. You could have the greatest self-taught skills around, but if you don't have a piece a paper to say so you can't do shit - and companies think you don't know a thing. It's an absolutely absurd system, especially when you realise that what they teach you in schools is no where close to the facts.


But anyway, enough about my opinions. I'm quite content with the time I've spent in college. I've met some great people, some of which are now good friends. I've learned how to solve Rubik's cube*. I've learned how to build my own computers. I've strengthened my confidence, and I've expanded my knowledge. In my eyes, even if I do fail my English, my time there has not been wasted.


*I did not accidentally my grammar. The guy who invented it was named Ernő Rubik. To say "a Rubik's cube" is the equivalent of me inventing a light bulb and going "an Oliver's bulb" - which is just nonsensical.