its 11+ now. i'm feeling.. nothing.
not too nervous, noo too scared, not too many stomach flips.
yes, anything can happen tomorrow. whether its tears of joy or sadness, i don't know yet.
tomorrow, i will collect my results, of the O levels, and then, off to a whole new world.
i feel so immature that it's scary to think that i'm sixteen already, have been through two parts of my education and should be embarking on the next.
where should i go? that's what been on my mind all this while. not what will i get, but where shall i go. sigh. i don't want to think about it anymore. years later i will look back and laugh at my silliness for worrying.
at least i'm going to wear my sch uni tmr!! i love the uniform. haha.
and i really want to see everybody.
last time as a level, last time as a class.
hopefully i'll be in a good mood tmr. hopefully there ain't too many tears.
