The end...well nearly.

Well as I'm going through GCSE's it's only natural that I have loads of exams, like pretty much every other Year 11 in the country; and I'm glad to say that there is only 1 left!!

The downside is that it's maths, but at least I'll never have to do maths ever again - or at least not to the extent I do now. I remember in primary school - when I hated maths sooooooo much. I couldn't do fractions and I must've gotten on my mum's nerves really bad because she would be the one relentlessly trying to drive the idea of times tables in my head for God knows how many years. It's actually pretty strange to think that I might be coming out of this with an A (hopefully)

But even a B used to be a stretch of the imagination. I was literally that bad.

School has kind of passed like a blur. Well, seconday school anyway. It doesn't seem two minutes ago that I was a little Year 7 and now it's only a matter of days until my offical schooling is over. I'm actually going to miss it in a way. Now people are doing their own thing; be it going to college, going to sixth form or generally just going somewhere competely out of the ordinary and expected.

I kind of can't wait to see what happens, or where I'll be in say...5 years time? It's interesting and a little exciting - I just wan't to know where I'll be. Seeing as I have no clue at the moment - I have friends that no for definate they want to do something and are working towards a goal of some sort...but me? No idea, whatsoever, as to what I want to do or be.

Guess in the next few years, I'll find out.

Hayley xx