IB Results not what you had hoped for? Rejected by your Universities?
It is not the end of the world as one of our students finds out. It can be time for a fresh perspective and a chance to explore different opportunities and securing a place for University is still a realistic expectation. Our team at Gabbitas are very experienced at supporting you through this tough time and helping you come out on top.
My post IB results experience by Suhail Mayor
With my head held high, I walked to the podium to receive my ‘Student of the Year’ trophy as the Vice Chancellor called my name. My school cheering me as I moved on ahead. This is it, I thought, this is what I have been working towards. It was a special day, being the last one of my school career and time as a student. I was finally graduating.
It had wearily crossed my mind that maybe I had peaked; finally reaching the highest point of my success. Deputy Head Boy and Prefect, President of the MUN Club and Council of Leaders, nationally recognized musician, competitive swimmer and member of the Gifted and Talented Program. No. I assured myself. My journey had just begun with many possibilities further ahead. After all, I had secured myself an offer to study Law at the University of Warwick and Bristol. Life was good.
My final examinations had been a ‘fair breeze’, the highlights being the stress binge eating and sleeping. We have all been there, unsure about the paper tomorrow; was the examiner who made it in a good mood? Are the concepts I studied going to come? Will I be blindsided by a new equation or formula? Will I forget everything the minute I open the paper? Flash-forward one month later, as I crossed the t’s and dotted the I’s on my last paper I felt a sense of overwhelming relief and satisfaction overcome me. I had no doubt that these exams went well. No doubt.
Reading the last few paragraphs, you and I are probably both thinking the same thing. This guy sounds egoistic and full of himself. As a matter of fact, his overconfidence is blaringly evident. And the truth is you are completely right.
It is pretty ironic. As results day edged closer, I could slowly feel a string of doubt creep along. The weeks turned to days and hours to minutes. Through it all I kept telling myself that things were going to be okay. In the final few days leading up to what would be my reality check, I found that I couldn’t sleep, eat or drink. What consumed me was not the fear of not getting into university but rather simply not knowing the outcome.
As I opened my grades, instant dread overcame me. I already knew I hadn’t met the mark. Moreover, I was way off. I was devastated. My thoughts jumped from what my parents and peers would think to the reality that I had let myself down. In addition, I had just negated the expectations of myself and so many others. All of a sudden all my past achievements didn’t matter. All of a sudden I was completely vulnerable.
Here is the reality of any situation. The first step to solving a problem is recognizing there is one. While it wasn’t easy coming to terms with the grades I had achieved, I had to accept the mistakes I had made. If you are going to fall, fall forward….. take it in your stride and focus on making a difference the next time.
What I learnt is, there is never only one choice. Specifically, I found myself looking at much wider range of universities that I had not previously considered. With the help of Gabbitas, I learnt that it really wasn’t the end of the world and although disappointing grades might seem like the end of the world, they do not in any way define you as a person.
I realized that there were plenty of reputable universities willing to make me an offer for the course I wanted. As a matter of fact, by the end of the week I had range of choices from universities such as Durham,Queen Mary, Reading, Aberystwyth and Royal Holloway.
So from that first horrible feeling of fear and doubt, I now face the future with excitement and enthusiasm as I balance out the choices I can make between the great alternatives in front of me.