Three down, seven to go

So, my exams started today - English Literature and General Studies. I'm not really sure how they went, but I suppose "as well as could be expected" is about fair. And I managed to work the words "bokeler", "forpined" and "ercedekene's" into my Chaucer essay, not to mention crowbarring four random names into my Rover essay despite having next to no idea who any of them were (Anne Marshall Quin, Lady Castlemaine, William Wycherly and John Dryden, just for the record), so I'm counting it as a victory. Well, except the bit in the General Studies 'Science, Mathematics & Technology' paper where they started throwing crazy science words at me, like 'angular mean speed' and 'hyperbolic' and 'parabolic', and I realised that two years without any science have made any science-related knowledge I may ever have possessed trickle slowly out of my head, never to return. This saddened me briefly, but then I realised that I have now sat the exam which probably constitutes the last time I would need such knowledge in my everyday life (and even then, 'need' is a bit inaccurate, considering that my General Studies grade in no way affects whether I meet the conditions for my university offers). So, in summary, all is well. Well, except for the imminent Psychology exam and associated frantic learning of crazy names like 'Jellinek' and 'Abey-Wickrama', but as a wise man once told me, "It can't all be strawberries."