So it's A-Level results day, and another step along the way to my firstborn moving on. The results won't actually affect where he goes, because he spent two long weeks at Easter (when he should have been working on the documentation for a major project) agonising over whether to accept an Unconditional offer at his second choice university, or hold out for his first choice, with the risk of then not getting good enough grades for either. He took the safe option in the end, but he was like a bear with a sore head for the entire holiday and he was extremely late with his documentation.
So while I obviously - OBVIOUSLY - want him to have done very well in his exams, because I'm proud of him and I want him to be proud of himself, I do have several reasons for thinking it's not the end of the world if he doesn't do so well:
(1) He won't have to go through all the "if only" agonising of realising that he could have gone to his first-choice uni after all
(2) It will add weight to my arguments that he should take up the uni's offer of a study-skills mentor to help him with adjusting and getting organised "so he can achieve the degree he deserves"
(3) This year group are the ones that started at the school at the same time as the current headteacher. I have no time for the man at all and while not wishing bad results on anybody, he doesn't deserve any credit for any good results. All of the things he keeps claiming credit for were put in place by the previous head and all he's done is to run things down ever since.
We're setting off to the school in about fifteen minutes; I'm going to buy a copy of The Independent on the way in case anybody needs the Clearing information, and I can read the paper while I'm waiting to hear.