so, the strike must be over

Psychological disorders 61.3
Language 60
Social 59.4
Developmental 69.1
Individual differences 59.4
Design 66.3

Overall 63 (equivalent of low 2.1)

Which is exactly what I expected, really. Not low enough that I get the wibbles and want to drop out and live in a basement flat and work in subway, but not high enough that I can get silly ideas about postgraduate study into my head. The biggest surprise was my 2.2 in Social Psychology; I really thought it was one of my best. Other surprises were that I almost got a first in developmental, and that I managed a 2.1 in Psych. Dis., despite the terrible questions for which I was unprepared and had to wank my way through.

(no subject)

So what if I broke down after the end of term? I pulled myself back together again. All it took was

- a couple of days of locking myself away, uncomfortable even with the concept of leaving my room because of the rest of the flat containing *shudder* people;

- hours and hours and hours of nothingness;

- ( cut for possible ED triggers? )

;

- breaking down and wibbling at Ash about nothing-in-particular when really I should have been being there for her;

- and an AMT coffee milkshake

to put me back together again. Next time I think it might be easier just to go for "all the king's horses and all the king's men"...

I'll blame it on the fact that, what with Michaelmas term being followed by a fulltime job in Oxford, which was immediately followed by Hilary term, (containing horrible horrible illness) which was immediately followed by Revising Like Fuck For Upcoming Exams (containg learning for the first time stuff I missed through illness), which was immediately followed by Exams Of Doom, which were immediately followed by Trinity term... I haven't had a break since September. When I tried to immediately make myself start working on my project and packing up my room, after the end of term, my body & mind just said "FUCK THAT" and decided they'd enforce a break on me.