Bricking it, somewhat.

So I feel better now, anyway. My health is still a a skip of malnutrition and bad sleep, but I don't have 'the flu' anymore. I finished all my work yesterday, three assignments, each of which averages at 2 366 words. I felt great about it yesterday when I went to Registry to hand them in, but, I guess you could say, now I am becoming more worried than i was before I'd even started any of the work. I don't want to scrape by this semester because there are no excuses such as, "it's my first time" and "but I'm a freshman, you can't expect me to actually do ANY work this year". I wish I could feel confident that my work will pass with a nice tasty C-grade (maybe even higher? I'm so modest) this year so i don't have to re-work anything. I just hope, really.
Anyway, I can't worry about this all day, I have an exam tomorrow to prepare for. I hate exams and I'm sure you all feel the same. However, it is what is known as a 'seen' exam, so I know what questions I'll have to be answering etc. I'm allowed to take a sheet of crib notes too, that's what I've got to write today.
Apparently I'm too old to take the medication that I had when I suffered with nerves at school when it came to exams, so I think I'll turn to a brandy or two before I go in (The exam is at 1400, after lunchtime = not an alcoholic). I did the same when I took my driving test for the second time, I've never done so well in my whole life! Which reminds me, in the next eighteen months I'll be selling my car, probably. Those of you that read the old DeviantART Journal might get a sense of deja-vous... you are. I've come to the conclusion that getting a new car can wait until University is over and I'll actually get to use it a lot more that I do now. Plus, I don't trust the student parking here at Walsall, I've already experienced a hit-and-run earlier this year... twats. So yes, June 2009 will see me with a new car. I still love the Chrysler PT Cruiser ( there are some great bargains on Ebay), but until I get to actually drive one I'm not making any concrete decisions. I do like the Renault Megane and I have actually driven one for a few months, but it just screams French and I don't think I'd ever get over that.
I have to admit, I'm coming round to the idea of having a Mini Cooper, too. I probably won't though, they're all over the place.

I really can babble, I hope I can write like this tomorrow afternoon. There's nothing like not being in the mood to write an essay when you simple have to, for an hour, right at that moment. I'm getting worried now. The only thing that's keeping me positively sane is the idea that summer (for me) officially starts tomorrow at 1600hrs. No more lectures, no more work to do till September. My first year at University is over and, fucking hell, it has flown-by.