Today we've had our boilers (one central heating and the other hot water) checked and surveyed. Our landlord, John, was here to oversee the work and keep an eye on the guy doing the job. Whilst I was making a cup of tea for the gas guy, I was talking to my landlord about how close it was to the end of Uni and how I can't believe it's gone so quickly.

I'm off out to the Hobbit pub tonight and was looking at some "reviews" people have submitted about it on some websites. These two things aren't totally unrelated...

For ages I've been fed up with the education system. I'm exhausted and no longer care for the learn for a few weeks, exam, results, learn, exam, results, learn, exam, results cycle. I've lost motivation for it all and can't wait to get out of here and get into the real world.

I always knew I would, but today I've started to realise just how much I'm going to miss this lifestyle. I'll miss the people mostly, of course. But I'll miss the freedom, the independance, the spare time, the pubs, the trips to the Isle of Wight, the random visiting friends, random guests visiting me, the quiz each week, decamping to the union bar whenever I'm bored. There is so much I've done in the time I've spent at Uni. I've experienced so many new things and I've got more memories than I think I can ever remember.

I just wish the passion I have for the lifestyle was mirrored in my academic work, and also that the gas guy hadn't broken the water boiler earlier.