Well, the exam yesterday was rather straight forward, thankfully. I can say with some amount of confidence that I at least passed it. I honestly don't think I would've done if I hadn't had the extra time, however. I was put in one of the seminar rooms of the Ken Edwards building along with about half a dozen other people. If there'd been any more in there it would've been even harder for my mind to stay on the paper. As it is however, I actually managed to remember Seneca, Aristotle and other assorted Macro things. One point to Sara. It didn't even tire me out as most exams do. I was still rather alert at the end of the 3, 3/4 hour slog.
Admittedly, I was in a rather happy mood even before I went into the exam. I went to the Attenborough tower in order to get my last History Assignment...and I was dumbfounded to find that I'd managed to get not a 2.1, but a 1st. The highest grade you can get at Uni. Alright, so some of my friends have already received 1sts, but I actually put a lot of effort into that assignment and whatdoyouknow, something came out of it. I've never pretended to be overly academic, but I was proud of that result.
I've been doing a little pilates over the past few days. My posture normally leaves a lot to be desired, and I'd like to get fitter again without actually doing too much damage to my knee. It's been alright thus far, since I can basically do whichever exercises I feel like doing. I've got a nifty DVD and pink (!) resistance band to work with.
Jon also asked me if I wanted to get back together with him this evening. My stomach dropped through the floor and i couldn't help smiling. Pathetic, I know (coming from me, in any case). he apologised for being 'a jerk' and the lack of communication last time. Part of me wants to give him another chance. To be fair we were both snowed under with work at the time, and I wasn't exactly forthcoming with communication either...and I'm rather fond of him. On the other hand, it's not worked out once. I figure everyone's worth a second chance if the parting was mutual, but I think I'll sleep on it.
Talking of sleep, I need to get up early tomorrow (Read: Later Today) in order to go and collect my tax exemption form to make sure I don't need to throw money at the council next year when I'm in my new house. (Still a scary thought!). So methinks I'll go lie down now.
