I definitely spoke too soon on this spring business. As punishment, the day after I made that post I was walking to school and then I was bashed around by some freezing wind for the duration of my twenty minute walk. On stairs, I actually had to grab the hand rail to stop myself from being thrown down them. So that was great.

I had two hateful exams this week, which are now over and done with. The Sociology one was OK, by the Psychology one was a complete screw up. It began late because of a ‘communication problem’ whereby the exams weren’t printed, so this class of 200+ had to sit in this lecture theatre for 20 minutes - half of them bitching on about how they’d need to take a make-up exam because it would run over time. The injustice of it all! So anyway, that was fine. Eventually we started. But then I got to the end and the short answer questions and I froze. I totally forgot everything. By the time things came back to me, I was nearly out of time. Yay. So I came home, pittied myself, then went back to school for the joy that is my six hour Dante course. I ate a carrot at some point too. At least that entertained me. Not the carrot, the Dante course. It seriously is intense. I wish I could take the other two cantica. Then to the spoke for drinkies where we hung out with Kenny, Vicksan, Hussein, Jamie and then Frank and Grayson briefly.

And now I think I’ll sleep after a week of what seems like solid study. Hateful, hateful exams. I pity people whose entire academic careers are made up of exams. Like science students. How horrid. Give me a 3000 word essay over a 30 question multi-choice exam anyday. I’m kind of looking forward to writing a 15000 word honours dissertation now. Anyway, St. Patricks day tomorrow (lunchtime beers) followed by Sweeney Todd musical at 8 and then onto Michael’s and some going out down town. Ah yes, my good friend the weekend. I’m glad you’re here to meet me on this cornice of purgation. Apostraphe! It’s all down hill from here, pilgrims.