The Beginning of the Beginning?

It just suddenly hit me that this past week was the beginning of what all year 11’s nationwide have spent the past 5 years working towards; final exams.

Oh Dear -The 2 words which basically sum up the amount of effort I have put into my lessons recently.

Oh Crap - The 2 words that come to mind when I think about revision

Oh Shit- results day

Need I say more?

Quite simply. Yes. I am who I am, and the person I am always has more to say than completely necessary. Because despite the fact I am completely useless at revising, and the amount of worthwhile time I have actually spent in lessons being well; lets just say minimal. I have a good feeling about exams. It isn't because I feel I am going to do well - ha - that would be nice. It isn't because I am not worried about the outcome - beleive me I am. It is quite simply because I am ready for this. I am ready for a ten week break. I am ready for the end of things that seem irrelevent to me, yet have been forced upon me for the past 2 years. I am ready to start something new.

I am so ready.

I just don't know what it is I'm about to start.