Finito.

4 years later and I have FINALLY completely my degree. The exams are over. I'm free. If I'm being honest, I'm no longer too bothered about what degree classification I get. My exams were really difficult, and I found that trying to teach yourself (and memorise) things that you were taught well over a year ago is not easy. So I've lowered my expectations, and I'm just happy to have got to the end and proud that I have managed to do so without losing all of my dignity. Number of times cried in the library: 2. Dignity halved.

What irony?

A week today I will be sitting my first exam. At this exact moment I'll probably be leaving the exam wondering how many minutes/seconds I should give myself off before cracking on with preparation for the next exam. What joker decided it would be funny to squeeze the first 3 exams into 5 days? And over a weekend as well... Inhumane behaviour if you ask me!

But this is where the 'irony' kicks in. Exam number one is of course on 'cancer biology'. I feel like having had cancer should give me a head start but I suspect in reality it won't get me any bonus points. Sure, I know about the aches and pains of living with cancer, but unfortunately I don't know any more than my course mates about the biological basis of the disease. Damn. Thanks for nothing cancer.