Twas the night before, and all through the house..

It's the night before my final exam at this university, and all I can think of is you.. It's been a while since we were together; but I feel I need you right now to tell me that it's going to be fine, that I'll pass.. I wish you would tell me.

Why my thoughts before my final exam are of you and not the various solid state chemistry that I need to know, I don't know.. I once didn't need this from anyone, then you came along and it seemed like I needed your constant approval, you should know by now that I am not as strong as I once may have been.

Please tell me it'll be fine, that I'll pass, that I won't need to do anything else for this degree, just a message will do, no..? Nothing alright then...

On to sleep, I should be well rested for tomorrow's exam.

Graduated, but wait there's more?!

I learnt a few days ago that I have passed my final year, and I must say that I am elated, ecstatic even... I am so happy that I have passed my final year of university, but at the same time I am quite disappointed in myself, I graduated with a 3rd class degree.. With that class of degree my career is over before it even had a chance to start, but wait there's more; my amazing lecturers have decided to let me resit my final exam so I can get a better class of degree!

How amazing is that? Not many people get a chance to get a better mark once they know they have passed. I am very thankful to all of my lecturers for letting me resit I know I can do better and evidently so do they!

So with a BSc (Hons) under my belt I am now free to pursue my MSc in Sweden like I wanted to, or I may even go somewhere else who knows what will happen, I just believe that my education here in the UK is finished. 

In other news I am getting a new tattoo, I a getting a sleeve of various game and manga/anime characters, I have no idea how long or how much money it will take to get the whole sleeve finished but I know that I want it.

I am off now to dream of having a sheesha, unfortunately there isn't a huge Arabic community where I live to indulge myself with the luxury of a sheesha, it will happen soon enough; I crave it, I crave the blue mist that I was fortunate enough to try through my friends. How I miss it.