It's so close, yet it seems so far. I know how much effort there is left to put into my degree. I know how much excitement and new experience there is waiting in my job, my flat and my real world life after my degree ends in June. More importantly, a summer with a most wonderful girlfriend. You see my problem?

So much is sorted for the end of Uni. When there's so much at the end of the tunnel, when it's an arm reach away, how do I motivate myself for the tedious and repetative next few weeks. The end of my academic education career. It's so exciting, I can't wait to embrase the day it's all over. There shall be much rejoycing and celebrating. And Laura will get the biggest kiss of her life.

But all that is 6 weeks away. Six weeks of dull work in which I know I need to make the most of Uni life. How can a student settle down to his or her finals knowing that they're in the last weeks of this lifestyle?

Anyway, I didn't intend to post about that. Seems my fingers just typed that. The stress is starting to show. Oh dear. There was me trying to be strong and resist it! Anyway. Yes. This post. It was meant to tell you that, simply put, I watched Sin City this evening. Five words: I don't understand it.