BA BA Blacksheep

I finished my last exam today. Woop woop! I can't party just yet, because I still have masses of coursework to do in a comparatively short space of time, however I do feel good. That is my last exam for this degree. Could it be my lasy accademic exam ever? I hope not. I love education. I love learning cool, new and interesting stuff. I'm not saying I want to be a student again, but I could do things like a part time masters degree, or other types of accreditation. It is quite hard to be getting used to the idea that this time a week and a day away, I'll no longer being studying towards my degree in Consumer Studies. What a drastic change in my life that will mean. On the bright side I expect to become Emil Bird BA (Hons). How exciting. Can I be pompous enough to have people know this on, say, business cards? I think I can.

Today I wish to whinge about call waiting. This little nugget of technology means that when you are on the phone, and someone else calls you, your phone lets you know that someone else is trying to contact you with an annoying beep. I hate it. Worse, I hate it when you ignore the second incoming call and the bastards try and try again. Give it a rest and eat a biscuit you sad little person. Beep beep beep. Consequently I insist on not using it, and have mine turned off. This does not, however, mean I can escape it. Worse still, I was affected by it to a humiliating extent just now. I called my friend, for a chat. Nothing interesting to talk about really. Just a bit of small talk to break up my studying. We'd hardly finnished saying hello when he says, 'I've got call waiting...gotta go.' Well dosn't that make me feel valued. I took this to mean 'I'm sorry, someone far more important wants to speak to me...bye!' How rude!