(diaryland) October 19, 2007 - 8:46 p.m.

I had my last class as an undergraduate. It's been eleven years in the making. Maybe I should stop doing bachelor degrees.

It's bloody sad. Then I did an exam which I'm pretty sure I prepared really well for, but I'm pretty sure also that I completely fucked it up. Royal style. Then I lost my loyal exercise book. I guess I don't need it anymore.

I'm bone tired. And I've never used that phrase before, to my knowledge.