It is now the day I get my exam results. They’re not released for another 9 and a half hours or so. I’m crapping myself with fear.

When I was a kid, results days were great. In the build-up, I’d feel a thrill of excitement because exam results always just told everyone that I was quite clever, mixed with a casual attitude because even if they didn’t, my exams didn’t really matter.

But I’m terrified now. Twitchy and jittery and fidgety. I don’t want to fail – I don’t want to let anyone down, I don’t want to have to resit – but I don’t see how I could have escaped it.

I’m about a million times more nervous for the results than I was for the exams themselves.

Edit: I passed! Not particularly brilliantly (four modules: three at 2:2, one at 2:1), but I passed and I don’t have to resit. I’m so relieved. As ever, my exam results seem completely unconnected to what I actually wrote in my exams – the one I thought I did really well in was my worst result, and the one I thought I couldn’t possibly have passed was my second best result. But it doesn’t matter because I passed and I don’t have to think about anything again until October. Phew.