No Viva!

Hold up! Before you read on, please read this...
This post was published more than 16 years ago
I keep old posts on the site because I often enjoy reading old content on other people's sites. It can be interesting to see how views have changed over time: for example, how my strident teenage views have, to put it mildly, mellowed.
I'm not a believer in brushing the past under the carpet. I've written some offensive rubbish on here in the past: deleting it and pretending it never happened doesn't change that. I hope that stumbling across something that's 16 years old won't offend anyone anew, because I hope that people can understand that what I thought and felt and wrote about then is probably very different to what I think and feel and write about now. It's a relic of an (albeit recent) bygone era.
So, given the age of this post, please bear in mind:
- My views may well have changed in the last 16 years. I have written some very silly things over the years, many of which I find cringeworthy today.
- This post might use words or language in ways which I would now consider inappropriate, offensive, embarrassing, or all three.
- Factual information might be outdated.
- Links might be broken, and embedded material might not appear properly.
Okay. Consider yourself duly warned. Read on...
Much celebration here in Stockton! I have no viva, which means that I’ve either passed or completely failed the year. Given that I’ve done well in all the assignments, it’s pretty unlikely that I’ll be the person (there’s usually only one or two) who’s failed.
So I’ve almost certainly passed, so I’m off out to celebrate (at 8.15am, which seems strangely exciting).
Yey.
Originally posted on The LBSC
This 96th post was filed under: Exams, University.