Between January of 2010 and March of the same year, I have been haunted by the idiocratic believes that the world is coming to an end on May 21st (of the same year). Now, this feeling has been burning inside me more violently than any force of nature or any unsatisfied desire.
However, on March 25th (specifically today), I found a new beginning to a possible and potential end.
The IGCSE had begun with the ICT practical paper. On this paper I was shocked my my utter lack of preparation for the test that lay before me. Lucky enough, after some battles with failure, I found my way around the paper with no worries.
I realised that as much as I thought that I had ripped that paper to shreds with my intellectual prowess, I might have also failed to do so.
FAILUIRE! Not my strong suits but as soon as I noticed that I might have failed, I threw caution to the wind and ran for the hills with my head up high knowing full well that that paper could define my life either way without depending on how I performed it. Whether I failed or not, this paper would change my life and lead to it to a path that I had not anticipated.
The end of this paper gave me a whole new look on life; it ushered a new beginning.
