This is the last week for all the classes and the term is marked with the end of the term ceremony on 30th. It is amazing how time flies; 3 months prior, I was a helpless rookie with no experience - now, I am a helpless rookie with some experience. Heheh.
I'm so excited about going home, actually. Sadly most of my friends will not be in Vancouver but I think I'll be very happy to see my Herstmonceux buddies back at home and introduce them to my old acquaintances. Yes, people - surprisingly I have made some friends here. Not to mention returning to St. Pat's with my newly installed British flare; I do kid myself. I wonder what it would be like to go to such a place with so many memories - some I wish to forget, others I cherish. I've got a bundle of gifts for everyone and I am anxious to observe how they would react to those. Wherever I went, I was overwhelmed by the desire to get souvenirs and bestow them upon whoever I feel like.
I am not, however, happy about the exams that are slowly creeping toward me. English and Spanish exams should be fine but as for econ, psych and math... What can I say? My brain must be programmed solely for the artsy subjects, not those with numbers and scientific facts. I'll have to see what happens but I do have a certain grim outlook.
By the way, I've been heavily influenced by Jane Austen novels... Perhaps you have noticed in my manner of speech.
