DONE! (the unplugged version)

No sweating just yet. Cold morning. Dammn, not such a bad paper. Infact, I'm very relieved within the first five minutes. After all this 'duel at dawn' business, the paper seems to have left its pistol at home and come with a sabre instead which is fine in a swordfight, but not much good in a duel. Anyway I'm straying. 'Black and white town' is in my head. Still in there when I get out. I'm too exhausted and relieved to be properly excited. Still not sunk in. Could have been so much worse! And the greyest, most depressing noon you can imagine, ARRGH rain on my parade why dont you (and in fact it is drizzling)very lightheaded on my way back. Plenty of envy back at the hall. Finishing early makes you the black sheep. 'Bastard' and 'fucker' are the nicest things said to me, the rest are better left off this blog. Another Chris classic and as usual completely out of the blue "When exams are done, we should bake bread and just chill out...eating the bread" huh? Quena to him: "You are the weirdest guy I've ever met!" Going out? Invited, toying with idea- in the end, the temptation to lie in bed and just chill out with some reading material wins the day.All this stuff that's been piling up under my bed waiting to be read, a bit shocking really. Nothing on telly. Can't wait for my sleep-in tomorrow. Whisky, couldnt remember what alcohol tastes like. Apparently drinking on your own is...alcoholicish. Sue me. I'm done with my exams. I'll go over the Niagara falls in a barrel singing 'staying alive' if I want to. Still not really sunk in. Bit of U2, Doves and Bebel Gilberto to tide me over. Stop pinching yourself. Over, over OVER!