and so it is

It seems so surreal now that it's over but this is the official end of all the exams in 22 years of my sad and sorry student life.

Goodbye thick and overpriced textbooks that only look good on the shelf
Goodbye hours of photocopying in the cold that gives me unofficial qualifications as a photocopy shop assistant
Goodbye studying in coffee joints and thick-skinnedly ignoring their 'No studying between X and X hours' signs
Goodbye thick dusty files of notes lecture slides newspaper articles press releases
Goodbye analysis of policies and bills and acts
Goodbye running out of pen ink halfway through exams
Goodbye running out of paper halfway through exams and having to flag an examiner and wait for him/her to meander through aisles to get to you before someone else does
Goodbye shaky tables that demand you stick a rubber under one leg
Goodbye odoriferous unwashed bodies of strangers sitting next to you in the sports hall with the musty air of countless sweaty bodies and panicky minds that came before
Goodbye time-wasting before a 5 pm paper

And so many other things about exams that I hate but have come to love (in a masochistic way).

Oh. Goodbye compulsive blogging before exams.

Welcome, life of the slacker, waking up not knowing what to do, having to make the arduous decision as to whether to watch House or Veronica Mars first, compusively You-Tubing, roaming the streets wondering where my next meal (or new husband) is going to come from, and back to more DVD watching, macbooking, facebooking, Baileys coffee drinking, playing with children, (the cello gets a break for a while). The life, indeed.

Those who are in need of entertainment and/or company, don't hesitate to call.