Regardless of tomorrow's results...

Despite two years of 'slaving' and the perpetual drag of time throughout my A-Levels, come tomorrow (actually, come midnight on the UCAS website) our exam results will be brought to light and the future of a university place will either become clearer or more faded

Despite the go on about results coming and the "O my gods im shitting it!!" I haven't really given it the slightest of thought towards what tomorrow holds.

Therefore, regardless of tomorrow's results I aim to be the same person. Perhaps a little down and feeling sorry for myself for a short while, tiny chance I'll be overexcited, but we cant let it get to me.

Mrs. Yeadon was the Devil in a Lancs, old age, skin sagging disguise of a teacher whose constant droning lead through many a lethargic lesson with her.

Mrs. Simons couldn't control her own VCR, let alone our class

Ms. Newstead, gorgeous though she was walked out on us

Mrs. Bartholemew never understood anyone, that includes my unique sense of humour and sarcasm

Still, my heart goes out to Mr. Dell and Mrs. Crown. Why? Coz they spoke on the level of adults to me, put up with my terrible punctuality and gave me time to do my own thing. Not to mention both believed my excuses for being late!

So while i doubt I'll be impressing anyone with my grades, except perhaps in Media Studies, and a small chance in Critical Thinking, its just a case of waiting and keeping cool about things in the mean time. I've had a fantastic summer, drunk loads and splashed out extravagantly. I wont let exam results get me down.

So fuck all the examining bodies.