It's my turn

It feels really strange walking into an exam hall knowing that whatever the result it will have no bearing on my future whatsoever. I guess it's as close to running down the street naked as i'm ever going to get.

This week my Mum found my bank statement and now I have to give her £30 a week to go towards uni living fees casue I can't be trusted which makes sense but makes me feel ten years old.

Exams are totally stressing me out at the moment but it's all over next wednesday. I hear we're being decedant to celebrate?

This snow is pretty fantastic, I walked right out to the middle of lawns lake and jumped up and down just to prove how excited I was on Sunday.

And that's my week. Hope you liked it. I know I did