oh god oh god oh god.

end of last but one exam. if i get the revision in tonight, i'll find tomorrows exam fine.

im so glad its over tough. and i didnt do anywhere near as badly as i thought i would. i was thinking i'd not be able to answer anything. as it turned out, i could answer half of 3 questions!!! the last one is up to the examiner - i did all 6 questions when i only needed 4 cos thats how unsure i was. but its over. i can stop feeling sick. i did better than i dreamt last night anyway.

i got a funny story though. well two actually here goes....

1) We had an exam in a completely strange place. It was at a little known (to us) towards the opposite side of the town centre. So finding the building took a while, then finding the room in the maze of doors was the next thing. Then we come to the room. It was noisy. From car alarms going off, to the heating system squeeling and creaking and banging. Nobody had brought the exam papers because the person who sets the exam is meant to bring them - but he wasnt in. so at the last minute, someone had been asked to step in. Some poor woman had to run across town with the papers! then, once the exam had started, all i could see in the corner of my eye was this blokes foot twitching.

Right story two - Different room, in a bit more of a familiar building across the road from our usual site, room was quiet, warm, but there were pigeons roosting (if a pigeon can roost - it was making a row anyway) outside one of the open windows. The blinds didn't pull down properly so some ppl were being dazled, and guess what........the same bloke who's foot had been twitching all the way through the last exam, was, again twitching. Only this time he kept sighing heavily and making his shoes squeak! so bloody annoying!!!

Thats it for my little stories of woe. Todays exam was in a nice room. Air conditioned, quiet, warm. lovely. Pity about the paper - but hey - what can ya do?

Im all geared up to fail this year now. Ive nearly managed to dissasociate the memories of ppl i hated quitting uni and the thought of failure itself. So hopefully i wont be disgusted with myself. Especially not if i live at home cos sister wont stop pestering me about it. She makes sure she spends every available second at home saying that she earns more than me. Like i care!

I think thats all for now. if i find anything else to rant about i'll be right back.