Don't stop me now!

Waking up this morning, I felt sweaty, groggy and tired! Another long night of fighting the warmth, this was the third time in a row that I had been subjected to this torture. As I lay there, the pillows all askew and the duvet crumpled in a pile on the floor, I started to remember what I had dreamt about.

Sitting there, on the floor, throughout the whole dream, I was contemplating how to tell the parents that I had failed my degree.

Not very eventful, by my standards of imagination, but damn when I woke up, I was convinced I had still failed... Until I realised that results aren't released until TODAY!

So I jumped up, pretty much tripping over the duvet to grab my laptop. My brother comes up to me with a letter from my university. I assured him its not my results as they were going online instead. So I start opening it, expecting it to be another boring reminder that there will be a graduation ceremony (pretty sure they've used a whole forest of paper to remind me).

I was wrong...

I freakin' PASSED!

A sexy little Marketing BSc(Hons).

So, I would like to congratulate anyone receiving any sort of results over the coming weeks, I'm sure you all did fabulously and if you didn't, don't ever let it beat you! I did awful at my A levels to the point of me holding back the tears and now look! Coming to the end of my education journey is rather sad as it has been pretty hard and long but I know the learning curve will never truly end. :]