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I have finally finished writing my cocking presentation, after deciding that the stats I'd originally used were insufficient.

Very very very very nervous. I expect little sleep tonight. Luckily it doesn't really matter if I fall asleep after about half 10, as mine is scheduled quite early.

But they're letting me sit on a table so at least I don't have to worry about falling over.

It'll be fine, I'm actually not that bad at giving presentations. I just HATE the anticipation of questions: ohgodthey'llasksomethingreallyobviousthatihaven'tthoughtabout and laughinmyface and tellmeishouldreallyknowthisbynow and nobodyintheirrightmindwouldemployme and warneverypotentialemployerhowshiteiam and i'llbepoorandunhappyanddestitutefortherestofmylife and liveinasoggyboxinanalley where eventuallyi'llcatchhepatitis and bebittenbyarabbitskunk afterit'salreadysprayedmewithstinknotthatitwillmakeadifference.

I expect if I'm not feeling nauseous already I will get very drunk and then go annoy Sarah :)

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I was the most nervous I've ever been for any presentation ever before. But I did it. And now I can be a dirty layabout for the next month and a half and they'll still give me a degree! They gave us cheese and crackers and wine. We gave them beer, and to the secretary we gave three days in York including fancy restaurant and spa and stuff.

I have been watching the Eurovision semi-final. You know, the one where some aren't good enough to be in the real thing. Which means it's AWESOME. Speaking of which, is anyone having a Eurovision party?

And my ankle is really disgusting. At least it's colourful.

I AM DONE! I have to get a job now. Eep. I think I will spend the next nearly three weeks reading as many books as I can, applying for as many jobs as I can, planning New Zealand things, walking the wolf, and trying to write some music. And I might take a wee trip.