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So. I have finished my degree.

... that's a really, really strange sentence. But I have finished it and am now officially a graduand. I declared this a few times in the pub, although I am rather unbelieveably not drunk. Instead, I stumped out from my exam to be soaked by Richie, Louise and Emma - it's a tradition, you get soaked in water because they're not allowed to use booze any more - but they listened to my howls of "I DON'T WANT TO BE COLD OR WET!" and were fairly kind to me. My underwear is dry and everything now. We went for lunch, and a drink, and ice cream, before soaking Katie. She seemed up for a soaking, therefore we went a bit mad at her.

Now I'm at home. I've sent out a plea to see if anyone is up for Bopping tonight, but I think everyone is busy. That's okay; I'm having a barbeque/Geroge Forman evening tomorrow night when I'll see everyone. If I end up staying at home I think I might just clean, and drink wine, and watch Britain's Got Talent.

Oh my god, you guys, I'm a graduand and have finished my degree. The hell? I think I'm just a bit shell-shocked right now...

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Well, I've finished my degree.

Not really sure what else to say, at this point. Time for wine, I think.