It is all (almost) over. Bar one exam on the 13th. After weeks of barely moving from my pile of revision at the table in the dining room, I scared Mami half to death when after my two gruelling history exams (in a row!!!! in a greenhouse-esque building!!!!!!) I suddenly realised I am in fact now free, and that I have in fact survived the first year of sixth-form with only minor mishaps and that I AM FREEEEEE.

Have I mentioned my new found freedom? It hit me like a beachball on windy day wacking little sand particles into the eyes before cracking into the nose with a moment of eye watering pain (that I am FREE), and I did what can only be referred to as Severely Over-excited Arm Flapping with added Nifty Manouvering Around Furniture Whilst Jumping Up And Down for good measure, yelping. I got several looks. I don't care because... *whisper* I am free and NO MORE REVISION.

The only fly in the chocolate mousse is that I must return to college next week. And start my second year course. So technically not free. Shhhhh. It doesn't matter.

I thank the deities that be (or be not, depending on how you look at it) that my little finger seized up with only fifteen minutes to go.

Thankyouthankyouthankyou!!

And now for a little bit of cheese rolling. Tell me, please, do you see a giant cheese rolling down that hill? No. When I'm promised cheese rolling down hills, I want to see cheese rolling down hills!



I shall be away for several days longer. I shall be back. With Krispy Kremes.