Pretty sure I managed to fail yet another exam earlier today, which feels fantastic. Never seen so many stupid French words in my life. 3rd, here I come.

However, today Hannah and I realised that I have muscles on my arms. Pretty impressive, if I do say so myself. Not so impressive: Hannah suggesting that I'm going to be the next World's Strongest Man. Yes, she did say MAN. Her following suggestion that I should carry her up the stairs to graduation did not go down very well either, surprisingly!

2 more exams to goooooooo, and although I already feel doomed to failure (and to a 2:2 =(! ) I'm going to try and revise really hard for these next two because they're my hardest. I have taken to praying (I've done it twice. That counts) in the hope that God will feel bad for me and make the exams easier (or at least do-able.) Unfortunately, this does not appear to be working, as today's performance has shown. 

Tired now! Will blog over the weekend, if I can still manage to find the will to live through the next 8 days of torture. Night, world!

X

Sudden urge to go skiing.

Will put it on the things-to-do-after-Uni list.

                                           Me skiing. Well.

Following one of my module exams yesterday, I, for some reason, thought it would be a good idea to get drunk. To be honest, I didn't even really think. It pretty much just happened. Two words, my friends: BAD IDEA. Felt rough this morning but somehow managed to drag myself down to Co-Op, and for some insane reason went to the library in the afternoon, in an attempt to be productive in my confused, tired, hungover state. Needless to say, I will not be drinking again until ALL of my exams are finished, however awful they go.

It's Suzie's birthday today and some of us are going to have lunch in town tomorrow to celebrate which will be nice; it would, of course, be even nicer if I could go out out with everyone in the evening. Unfortunately, the life of a fourth-year student in the middle of her finals exams is extremely restricted, and it is for this reason that I'll be sitting in my room tomorrow night, completely sober, watching Doctor Who, before going to sleep and waking up on Sunday sans hangover, ready to revise. I love my life.

Not a lot going on, in other news! Exams so far have been OK; not been happy about how a couple of them have gone, (hence last night lol,) but I've (somehow!) managed to do really well in my essays, so I'm pretty confident that they'll pull me up a bit. Really hoping that I come out of this with a 2:1; if not, I shall not be attending Graduation lol =P

I have been spending an inordinate amount of time on the 5th floor of Reading University's Library, much to my annoyance. However, James, Adam, Han and the occasional appearance of others seem to make it considerably better, through frapes, twapes, hiding everything James owns, and Adam's drawings. This being said, I am awaiting the day when I no longer have to drag myself out of bed at 7 o'clock in the morning for a bleek and boring day of revision. Nonetheless, two weeks today I shall be free from all-things-Uni, so it's not much longer now!

Right, that's probably enough rubbish to keep you all in the loop for the moment! Will write again soon,
Bisous! Jess xx