Up at some ungodly hour while the boy went to rowing and I stayed home and panicked. Emmy tried to make me laugh trying to kill a toothpick - she picked up the tension. I am guessing it had something to do with walking around, holding study notes and muttering. Still, its over now. I've decided that exams are kind of like childbirth - you no sooner forget the pain of one than you contemplate another. Already looking through the enrolment pack to see what I would be interested in doing next year.
I showed the exam paper to the boy - there was a question about discourse in it and now EVERYTHING is a discourse. Even the programme on TV.
Its Halloween tonight - is today an appropriate day for an exam, or what! I wonder if M's has gone trick or treating? I hope not. Why oh why does our country import the bad stuff from the states?
Saturday, October 31, 2009
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