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Today I got back my essay that I have been waiting two and a half months for. I am very happy with the mark but that does not take away from the fact that we should of had them a lot sooner. I mentioned this problem at my personal tutorial this afternoon - where we mainly talked about who my favourite photographers were, WTF - and I got the impression that my concerns will not go that much further.

I think our year have been a ‘guinea-pig year’ in many ways where things have been tried out - like 6 week projects instead of 12 week ones - and the powers that be have come to the conclusion that the experiment didn’t work. Next year I think they are reverting back to how things used to be.

I was keen to know my essay results - the one about how we are like Victorians - as one of the lecturers said last week that they had given one of the highest ever essay marks to someone in that module. Jokingly, my friend S nudged me rather obviously in class and said “Oh I bet that’s you.” See, I have a reputation of being a girlie swot.

I went to the pigeon holes this afternoon with some trepidation and pulled out my essay. Yes, it was me. I got the high mark. I am treating myself to an evening out to celebrate. However, this level of essay performance I fear could be the death of me - I have now set an awfully high benchmark for myself, which the lecturers (I hope not) expect me to maintain. Will I be happy with myself if I don’t get that kind of mark again in the future? Oh fuck, being good is a headache.

But, for tonight, no worries. Pass the vino collapso would you?

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