It's my last week at Hills Road this week.
(Well, it's my last week of lessons. Clearly, I will be coming back to take exams and collect results and so forth. Open your minds people.)
This means a number of things.
1. Exams are approaching really rather speedily now
2. Leavers Hoodie! I got mine today and, despite it perhaps being a leetle on the large side and also inclined to leave fluff all over my clothes, I love it muchly
3. We are having last lessons with all of our teachers. Naturally, many of our teachers want to celebrate/mourn our leaving, so people are bringing in cakes/biscuits/chocolate and the like.
4. All my good work trying to reduce the old stomach flab will be put to the test this week
I didn't bother with lunch today because I had so much to eat in Tutor in p3 (our last ever tutor! 
), and also because Miss Smith thought it would be a great idea if we had a replacement History lesson at lunchtime. Then I had a French lesson, where we ate more delectable goodies (on a French theme this time, naturally) and then ANOTHER history lesson. I was definitely ready to shoot myself by the end. But I restrained myself a) because I didn't have a gun and b) because tomorrow is my last History lesson EVER.
Yes folks, its been a long while in the coming, but HISTORY IS NEARLY AT AN END.
Thank the Lord.
