It starts.

It starts today, 2 hours from now.

What a day.

And I keep telling myself that I shall return home with a feeling of satisfaction, perverse pleasure topped with a sick smile, knowing that I had it slaughtered. Yet, a smaller voice tells me it might be the lecturer with the smile as I lie on the chopping board.

I hope I'm right about the first part only.

Just got to be careful, Adrian, just got to be careful. Carelessness and complacency are total exam-hall killers.

Okay, off for my breakfast (no prizes for guessing what) and then off to the culling grounds.