Why do marks matter? 

Why? Why am I so peeved that my assessment result is not perfect? It’s not bad, just not what I expected.  I’ve loftily said I’m not bothered about getting another degree, but the fact that I feel so deflated implies otherwise. I think it’s that nagging little voice that whispers that one isn’t really good enough, that my tutor was just after a quiet life, and couldn’t be faffed with giving challenging feedback. It’s jolly confusing to be told stuff is really good, then be told it’s not.

Anyone got a thick skin I can borrow? 


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