Exams over. Thank god...

This is my fourth time doing this set of the most ridiculous constructed bunch of exams ever. Archaic and several hundred years old, they really need updating. Every time I sit them I feel a couple of years draining away from my life and a few extra grey hairs. I've seen people do them on coke, some not sleeping for a whole week, others crying and wailing wildly after them, one person vomiting while sitting the exam, and another stabbing herself when she came out. This is not counting the ones who become alcoholics or shit themselves right in the middle of the exam and have to withdraw, waiting one whole year to resit them.

Anyway, it's all over, and hopefully that's the last academic exam I'll ever have to sit in my life. Now it's time for punting, croquet, cricket, ashes, wimbledon, and a bit of football. The posh english have a large proportion of wankers, but they definitely know how to enjoy summer.

It is also the first time in my life where I don't know what I'm doing next year. I am extremely worried, but I am also strangely excited about the prospect of the unknown. Life is all about surprises, and I'm eager to see what next one it springs. I just hope it doesn't turn horribly wrong.

Have a great summer everybody!

¶ 3:09 AM