It's all good!
The length of time since my last post is a pretty good indication of the fact that I've been doing very little since my exams finished. I have to say it's a damn fine feeling!
The Last exam (Data Analysis and Interpretation) was a complete nightmare, but virtually everyone found it so, which makes things slightly better. I was running out of time when I came to the last question (we had 3 compulsory questions for this paper), which I soon discovered I couldn't do. I might have made a better job of it if I'd have been under such time pressure, but to hell with it - I've finished!
The rest of that day was fairly messy. I was met out of my exams in true Oxford style with a bottle of champagne emptied over me and another rammed down my throat. Not to mention the obligatory confetti, silly string, balloons hat and fake mostache!
Because I get extra time for dyslexia the rest of the biochemists had finished half an hour earlier and when I caught up with them in the pub it was clear that it only takes this short ammount of time to get truely wasted. I duly followed suit (no poker pun intended!).
After various pubs and another trip to the off licence we headed to the river for a spot of punting (for those for whom punting is what you do in the 4th down then click here!). Pole in one hand and chapagne bottle in the other I skillfully weaved us between fleets of incompitent tourists before drunkenly toppling head first into the river. Luckily I had the initiative to stopper the bottle with my thumb and rose to the surface triuphantly brandishing said champagne.
I have to admit that I remember very little of the day after that. I'm told that I collapsed into bed at around 8pm. Having finished my exams at 1pm, I think that lasting as much as 7 hours is a remarkable achievment!
Since then I have been mostly recovering, lying in the sun, watching Englnad loose to France, playing poker, singing in a concert, recording a CD, and celebrating my finacee's 21st.
My brother's coming to visit today so we might just have to have a BBQ, lie in the sun and drink some more beer. Ah, life is tough!
The Last exam (Data Analysis and Interpretation) was a complete nightmare, but virtually everyone found it so, which makes things slightly better. I was running out of time when I came to the last question (we had 3 compulsory questions for this paper), which I soon discovered I couldn't do. I might have made a better job of it if I'd have been under such time pressure, but to hell with it - I've finished!
The rest of that day was fairly messy. I was met out of my exams in true Oxford style with a bottle of champagne emptied over me and another rammed down my throat. Not to mention the obligatory confetti, silly string, balloons hat and fake mostache!
Because I get extra time for dyslexia the rest of the biochemists had finished half an hour earlier and when I caught up with them in the pub it was clear that it only takes this short ammount of time to get truely wasted. I duly followed suit (no poker pun intended!).
After various pubs and another trip to the off licence we headed to the river for a spot of punting (for those for whom punting is what you do in the 4th down then click here!). Pole in one hand and chapagne bottle in the other I skillfully weaved us between fleets of incompitent tourists before drunkenly toppling head first into the river. Luckily I had the initiative to stopper the bottle with my thumb and rose to the surface triuphantly brandishing said champagne.
I have to admit that I remember very little of the day after that. I'm told that I collapsed into bed at around 8pm. Having finished my exams at 1pm, I think that lasting as much as 7 hours is a remarkable achievment!
Since then I have been mostly recovering, lying in the sun, watching Englnad loose to France, playing poker, singing in a concert, recording a CD, and celebrating my finacee's 21st.
My brother's coming to visit today so we might just have to have a BBQ, lie in the sun and drink some more beer. Ah, life is tough!
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