It's the third today. Different and more unreadable, more unfathomable. Three, albeit a number, has its significance. In religion, mythology, literature, philosophy and it goes on.

It's pretty much confirmed, is it not?

The imminence of Farewell Assembly tomorrow got me thinking about how uncertain our life is after tomorrow. It is funny how the finality of the end of the JC years makes everything seem ever so uncertain. It is as though there is an abrupt break, where things can change as drastically as a 180 degree turn, between the current chapter of our lives and the next. From having to attend school daily, all we have to do now is study really hard for the next few weeks which somewhat determines how our lives are gonna be for the subsequent years. However, the next part of our lives depends solely on God's Grace, or as some might believe, luck, destiny, whatever. In spite of our hard work, our level of intelligence, the minute we finish our As, it lies in the hands of people we will never see or know, literally and metaphorically if you get it. There is much ambiguity between the end of our As and the day we get our results. Who are we, and how are we to certify the grades we get and ultimately the route we are going to take? We are nobodies and we are unable to influence our grades in any way. That's the uncertainty, and that's when doubts, fears and anxiety set in.

It is also the stage where there is a difference in our responsibilities, the bridge between the end of our teenage years and adulthood. How our lives might turn out, that we do not know. In fact, there are many things we don't know, many things that we have yet to experience, making our lives ahead seem so uncertain.

However, we can certainly seek comfort in having around 3-4 more years, add about 2 years more for the guys, in delaying our transition into adulthood. That is given we do well enough and we are able to get a place in the university.