Freedom!

Huzzah! freedom from exams! (until the first of June)
So for the entire weekend I've just been rolling around listening to Radiohead and Blur... Which is pretty much what I do anyway, even when I have mountains of revision. This is probably one of the many reasons my last psychology exam went a bit shit. I got most of the definitions mixed up, and whenever I got close to a correct answer 'Karma Police' started playing in my mind. Good thing I had a hoodie on, otherwise I might have started shouting and crying.

Quite a hilarious incident occured one evening during dinner. I was innocently muching away on my sausages and assorted vegetables, when the particularily annoying woman that lives with us (call her my 'stepmother', despite the fact her and my Dad aren't actually married) suddenly decided to bring up revision. Everyone who is doing exams will know, that the single most irritating and suffocating thing a parent/guiardian can do is ask "So how's the revision going?". Because this is not a simple question that results in an answer like "Oh, pretty good" and then stops. It actually involves parent/guiardian wanting timetables and blueprints for methods of revision. Let me enlighten you on the conversation:

SM: So how's the revision going?
Me: Oh, you know, pretty good.
SM: Have you done any tonight?
Me: Yes
SM: When's your next exam?
Me: Two days
SM: So tell me, can you revise and play the guitar at the same time?

FOILED!!!

Damn those thin floors!
Her rant went on about my biology teacher calling home and saying he was "concerned" about me (probably because I've been skiving lessons. I justify this by saying that I was REVISING which I WAS...Bastard) this did not help my current situation. So I calmly finished my tea and played 'Coffee and TV' by blur in my head before stamping upstairs to play guitar again.