I think it's really hard to do an article on this kind of thing, as everyone is different, but this is how my after A-level results time went.
1. Relief that sixth form was over.
2. Denial over what my results would be.
3. Pretending I wasn't going to uni at all because I'd made the wrong choice and just met a pretty awesome guy.
4. Panic as results day got closer about letting everyone down.
5. Results day, feeling relieved for about 10 minutes when I knew I had got into uni.
6. Panic that I actually had to go to uni.
However, my experience was probably pretty atypical, and most people who hadn't just applied to uni because they'd been pushed into it probably feel totally different. Applying second time around with actual results was so much nicer.