Tomorrow is the day I've been waiting for. Tomorrow is the day everyone has been waiting for. Tomorrow is the day of the VCE English Exam.
Every student in Victoria doing the VCE will be sitting the English exam tomorrow.
No pressure.. AT ALL.
I'm surprised I've managed to maintain my composure until now.
My heart is beating so fast I can't even comprehend the speed.
If I screw up the exam tomorrow. I will have 'essentially' screwed up my future.
We're always told that it doesn't matter if you flunk the VCE because there's always a way to get to your dreams. Sure. It's true.
BUT, if I flunk the VCE, my reputation will be smashed to smithereens.
I am the eldest of three sisters. I have a scholarship at my school. My parents work day in day out to keep me at this school. All my relatives have gone to public schools and so far, all of them have aced the VCE. When I say ace, all have gotten 95+ ATARs. Though most of them have received 98+ ATARs. My first course preference requires that I get a 98 ATAR.
There's a lot at stake. Most people might not even bat an eye at this. They might think that it isn't all that big of a problem. But to me, I've grown up with relatives who prey on my parents. They feed off the failures and feel threatened by the successes of my parents. If I'm to stand a chance at teaching them all a lesson, that is, to not mess with my parents, then I'm going to have to ace tomorrow's exam.
English is the most important subject. English is the subject I've worked the hardest for. I can't let my stress hinder my performance tomorrow.
Good luck to me, yippee.
