I come to you now, a free woman for the next ten weeks! That's right my exams are over and oh yeah, i'm free 
This morning was my last exam, a two and a half hour Statistics paper! >_< I was miffed at breaking the zip on my black jacket before entering and was absoloutely bursting for the toilet throughout the whole thing! I took my time going through this fat paper and yet still managed to finish over an hour and a half early! So, after a bit of worrying as i looked at everyone inconspicuously over my shoulder, i drew for a loooong while Although the examiner woman kept coming over to ask me "are you okay, deary? Do you need a tissue?" as if i was about to cry cause i'd finished my paper early?! Weird woman...
Examiners are very odd i've found over the past few weeks as i've encountered quite a collection... Take a few examples:
Numbero Une! The frump lady - Bag lady no more this gal steps in with 'style'. The main thing that struck me about her was not her scare hair or clanky jewellery but infact the solid rubber £5 shoes you get from a Marksies bargain bin which make NO noise cause they're for timid elderly women... Yet for some reason she tiptoed everywhere she went in the exam room O__o
No. two, The smelly melly - Charvs? Notorious for stench of wannabe purfume but i kid you not this woman takes the lot...and she insists on walking around every row so that every poor sod gets a whiff of the cat lady-esque eau de toilette >_<
No. 3 Creepy old men - I have now become aware of why it is there is a uniform rule... Me being me came in in my usual attire for several of the exams, my usual attire always including a relatively low neckline... so as i'm there, leaning over my paper scribbling furiously, i glance up for a breath of air and it's like "woah, belly..." and he's obviously goggling down my top! So, i observe him once i've completed my exam and even as a poor girl was asking use the loo he was oggling her boobs then followed her to the toilet, his eyes fixed on her arse... subtle, much?
Finally, No. 4, Dorky old women- *hushed tone of* "you may now open your papers...", the people in the back rows are still sitting there awaiting there go get em instructions cause her frail old voice couldn't carry! They speak terribly quietly, make a fuss of checking thier handbags are there constantly, won't sit down and instead insist on walking constantly, and very distractingly, up and down rows not to mention the strange cabbage aroma and the mismatched clothing! Eurgh, i've never seen so many dull, faded colours on one person! Trinny and Susannah, eat your heart out.
Well, that all from me for this evening (Y) Much love to all... Goodnight!
Over and out
