In which I am surprised by Sunday.

It was only when I went to check the online comics at Dagbladet that I realised today is Sunday. I have prejudices against Sunday; it is a day of guilt, putting off work, and shops closing disconcertingly early. And it's cold and raining, after a ridiculously sultry Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. I feel kind of sorry for the British public who have a Bank Holiday and are supposed to be at the seaside in Cornwall, or something.

I do not have a Bank Holiday and am trying to work myself into the mode of "this [the Victorian exam on Tuesday] is the last exam I'll ever revise for, so I should ENJOY IT", but that's proving detrimental to my "don't get nostalgic until exams are over" policy. The last exam! Maybe if I do an M.Phil I can ask the faculty to examinate me, just for kicks. It's not even that I like exams; I hate them, and while I don't think they're academically useless - the standard procedure of already having an essay in mind, then cleverly twisting it to suit the exam questions, seems kind of dishonest but is a good mental exercise and teaches you to see an argument from several angles - I think they should make up a much smaller part of our assessment. And I really, really don't like taking them. The worst part is about halfway through the second question, when you've spent way too much time on the first one (all the Cambridge English exams are tripartite) and are starting to worry that you'll never get around to the third one, and your arm hurts, and the guy behind you is typing distractingly loudly.

Still, I'm slightly upset by the idea of never taking another exam. I think I just don't like doing things for the last time.

It hasn't been that traumatic this time around, actually - Prac Crit on Thursday was uninspiring but not awful; Tragedy on Friday was one potentially awesome answer and two okay ones. No freakouts or tears, at least not on my part. I've been chilling (and not revising) by watching quite a lot of old TV on what I think is the Japanese version of YouTube, with Japanese subtitles. You'd think this would be educational, but so far all I can recognise is the logogram (ideogram?) for "no". It looks like a tripod with a horizontal line on top.

Trying to think what I want to do between Tuesday and Friday, by which point Vicky, Reece, Alex the boy and Iona will all be done (Iona's done on Monday, but is going home for a few days after that). I shot down Sam's suggestion of "buy a crate of beer, go to Jesus Green, and be the most popular girl there". Maybe I'll clean out my laptop keyboard.