If you get the grades you wanted, enjoy it! Celebrate like a goblin who found gold. Scream, hug your gran, eat a giant slice of cake. But don’t become insufferable about it. I had a classmate who wore his results slip on a lanyard for a week. We all wanted to strangle him with it. Don’t be that guy.
Remember: good results don’t mean you’re suddenly a genius. They mean you guessed well on that one History question about the Treaty of Versailles. Take the win, pat yourself on the back, and then move on. A-levels are waiting, and they’re a whole new level of pain (but that’s for another article).
