End of the degree
Post exam photo, taken at the tram stop.
Wow. We did it. We got here. The end.
That was the best exam ever.
It went so well (and that seems to be the general consensus).
I even had time to write my Japanese essay on euthanasia TWICE, as after I'd finished it the first time I realised that I had accidentally written it vertically, rather than horizontally as specified on the question paper.
So that's it. There is no more. I can pack all my files and folders away in boxes, and think about doing things that I'd really like to do without feeling guilty about not studying!
Thank you to everyone who has supported me over the past few years. My teachers, classmates, family ...but also those friends out there who have given me advice or encouragement when times were tough. It was a lot harder than I imagined when I first applied to Sheffield, but it's been worth it. Absolutely.
Couldn't have done it without you.
(It's not quite over though. We have our graduation ceremony on the 22nd of July. Mum and dad will be coming up for that, and of course *Twinkle* will be here (managed to get an extra seat for her too). I'll be able to wear the gown and sip on a glass of champagne in the middle of Firth Court...!)
I guess this is the point where I kind of drift off into some no-man's land and wonder what to do with myself, now I have no homework to do for the first time in 5 years...
Yeah, I'll give that a go.