I'm watching Bridget Jones Diary for the umpteenth time. I love these movies. I think they're crazy but really fun.

There's a character in the edge of reason called Rebecca Gilles and it just makes you think. That girl is supposed to be 22!! A year younger than I am!! Ha ha ha..its so funny. She looks so put together and finished in that movie and I look so...not finished. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying this as a whinge, I quite like me the way I am most of the time. Its just the idea that she's 22, and she's finished. I'm not even one third finished. Why do European girls try to grow up so early? Why is everyone in such a hurry to be finished. Life is great when you're younger. I wish I was 20 again. 20 was such a great age to be you know - no responsibilities and the like. And now, here we are on the threshold of adulthood...

I'm feeling retrospective. Exams in a few days, and then who knows? The uncertainity of it all is a little overwhelming. I only have 3 exams but I'm feeling a little unsure of myself. The last time I had a history based exam to do things didn't work out so great. I get nervous. I forget important facts. To be fair I seem to have done ok on the coursework up to this point but still...the nerves are killing me. And distracting me to no end. Lord, I need a miracle!! I really, really, really desparate for a miracle.

On the upside...I deactivated my facebook acocunt a few days ago. The first step of the new disciplined and almost finished me...:-)