Saturday, 20 August 2011

I am scared, terrified, petrified. All because of one day, (morning actually) approaching fast. That day is Thursday 25th August 2011. GCSE Results Day, or G-Day as one of my mates punned. The end of the world (or so it would seem), or the beginning depending on your grades. So what do you do at the appocolypse? What if I don't make the cut? What if I did unutterably crap? I wish I knew the answer to these questions. There is no reassurance, at least until then.
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