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12:19 a.m. - Wednesday, Jun. 16, 2004
A brink

How to make a Red Shoe Girl
Ingredients:

3 parts success

1 part humour

3 parts ego

Method:
Combine in a tall glass half filled with crushed ice. Serve with a slice of sadness and a pinch of salt. Yum!


Username:

Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

I think that is more true than I would like to admit!

So, how are you girls? I'm fine. I felt like a bit of a wet lettuce today, but I've perked up now. I should be perky - I got new shoes today AND a crochet book. What more could a girl want?!? Plus, I find out my degree classification tomorrow. And that is BIG. It is my grade for the last three years, and the only number that my entire life's study will ever be defined now. OK, I'm scaring myself now.

Here's a short introduction to the British degree grading system, as I will likely be incoherent tomorrow...

First-class. This is impossible for me, and quite likely for Bob. This is the equivalent of an A, and is VERY impressive.

Upper Second (2.1) - B equivalent. Still bloody impressive though. Represents a lot of hard work

Lower Second (2.2) - C equivalent. And my most likely result.

Third Class - A D, I suppose. Not very good really. But if I get one I DON'T CARE because my degree is such a giant achievement I don't really care what class it is.

There is a possibility that I failed. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not. I hope not.

That's enough of that. I should not have done. People who do their best sure as hell should not fail. And I've tried more than my best.

Ooh, this is exciting! A brink. I quite like brinks.

I still have loads to tell you. More than before, in fact. But in this entry, I am enjoying my brink. At 4pm tomorrow I step over it.

Think of me.

PS Bob rang from Oz this morning. He is having a lovely time. He sounded very normal and Bob-ish. I do love him a great deal.

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