Tuesday, November 08, 2005
Celebrate good times come on !
I handed in my final assignment for the semester. I ran it in to the delightful secretary of my tutor's department.
'Did I go past the auto-fail date?'
'No idea luvie, he's away anyway. Just put it on the pile.'
SWISH ! I celebrated by having a dinner down by a lake in Canberra. I chose poorly and had massive gut pain. Thank you poetic justice.
Finished at long f_cking last. I am now free to do things like watch Australian Princess and vote Liberal, and other mine (mend? mind?) degrading activities until once more I have to think again next semester. In the words of Milhouse, I'm now forgetting stuff I used to know. One semester to go lads. Then I can be Milhouse forever ! (except for the voting Liberal part of course). The irony is that my last attempts at gaining positions based on my soon to be acquired qualification were so bad, that it is unlikely that I will ever use said qualification for the purpose to which it was intended.
How about you studying lads? Done? If not when? If so how did you celebrate.