Well, High School's finished. Two years of extreme torture are over. Results are posted up, of which I wasn't particularly proud of as my marks weren't as high as I dreamt (because I actually had a dream about it).

Where to go now?

I just feel stranded, I'm pretty sure I'm not the only one, though. Currently, still working for McDoodle's--but I betcha with all I'm worth that I'm not be staying there for another year. I do not have any idea as to what I would like myself to be choosing as a career and therefore am not going to attend college until I know for a fact that whatever course I'm going to take will be paying off my own mortgage.

I guess I'll be...drifting around for a while. Trying to find myself (although a friend of mine pointed out that some who try to "find themselves' often lose themselves in the end...which, of course, is a valid and possible senario).