I know. I wasn’t expecting him to pass, to be honest. He wasn’t very confident, and one of the exams was a deal maker or breaker, no matter how well he did in the others, he had to pass this particular one with a certain percentage. My mum has just texted me saying how happy she was and asking if I thought him being back at home made the difference. She’s not too happy with him not living at home, but what can you do when they’re adults? So I told her, no, I think me having to shell out for five of the six text books he decided not to buy a month or so before his resits might made the difference. She didn’t know about that, and said he was naughty. Yes, yes he was! I know what I will and won’t make allowances for where his ASD is concerned, and I can’t condone him not buying them because they were ‘too expensive’, with a grant given to him expressly FOR things like expensive textbooks, when chances are he’s spending that much, if not more, on a night out. And nights out now aren’t like our old nights out, last orders at half eleven, and you could go out with twenty quid, get rip roaring drunk, have fish and chips on the way home and still end up a tenner’s worth of pound coins the next day 😉 They’re getting tanked up first in their halls, going out about ten or eleven at night (who even does that?), drinking shots and all manner of expensive crap, nightclubs, takeaways and rolling in at five in the morning. That has to cost a pretty penny. He basically drank his textbooks. So he received a word that rhymes with rollocking from me. And if he does this again next year? He is in for it. He’s done it with his AS levels, his A levels, his year in between in college to make up his UCAS points, he ruined our holiday last year trying to find out his results and get him on a course, from DEVON, and he’s done it now with his first year of Uni.
I AM turning into my mother. I am.
