Sir, does it matter if I get a Not Achieved on the practice exam?” “No. Nothing matters.” “….ok thanks, Sir. See you tomorrow!“
It’s hard to trace the exact point where my Year 11 Music class began morphing into the existential -nihilstic grumblings of a sad old man, but there was a very clear moment when the metamorphosis was complete.
With thanks to MacNaught Digital for the use of the image of the guy at the desk.