So there we go. And there we have it!
On the 25th of April I finished writing my final exam. Of the year. And my university career. It sucked examwise, but overall it was quite good to walk out of there. We celebrated with a nice lunch afterwards about 3 hours late and were simply hanging out and discussing everything and their dog with regards to all of us (that were there anyways)
Sure I’m slightly worried about not having a job now that I’m finished all my exams, but I’ve still got a lot of promise, and it should be going well. I just need the backing of someone who will hire me.
I also ended up going out to celebrate with other friends. I became ineberiated quicker than I first realized but I was still able to hold my own and not be that bad. Designed a postcard/invite at the end of the party and slept the rest of the night away with strange dreams about my arms not working and people trying to peep into other people’s rooms. I would write a full entry but I honestly do not recall the details of these dreams.
I’m now gearing up for the next stage in my life, whenever that is.
