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This has perhaps the longest chorus while saying the least of any IS song. I am indeed free, though, having had my last exam today. Well, strictly speaking yesterday, because it's already tomorrow.
It felt like a pass - for the first question they hadn't even bothered changing the last tutorial, it was identical word for word. Should have looked at that a bit more, really. Afterwards we went to the Tudor Inn for a while then Empire for the second day in a row.
We stopped for a while at the new DRA - it was my first time there, and it's rather nice, far better than the Ministry of Truth known as (not quite so) New Hall. Played Need for Speed Underground, which is like "Sim Ned" but is strangely rather fun.
On the way back from there we peered in at the empty ex-museum on North Haugh - there's a bar in there somewhere, though I was rather afraid that my torchlight would fall on an eviscerated corpse or something. We must have looked a bit shifty, come to think of it.
The Union came next, and a long play of King of Route 66 saw me through to the end, after myself and various others spent about £5 on the machine together. Graeme's now been initiated in DDR, as well - the image of him jumping up and down on the pad to Captain Jack and cackling madly while trying to hit the arrows will stay with me for a while. :)
My feet are now killing me. And The Gits have strewn empty pizza boxes and plates around the corridor :( Oh, that reminds me - I saw some girl who was smoking put money in to the DDR machine, then throw her cigarette end down casually on the floor and stamp it out. Words fail me.
But I'm free! And I don't need to sleep for a fortnight. Quake 3, anyone?
It felt like a pass - for the first question they hadn't even bothered changing the last tutorial, it was identical word for word. Should have looked at that a bit more, really. Afterwards we went to the Tudor Inn for a while then Empire for the second day in a row.
We stopped for a while at the new DRA - it was my first time there, and it's rather nice, far better than the Ministry of Truth known as (not quite so) New Hall. Played Need for Speed Underground, which is like "Sim Ned" but is strangely rather fun.
On the way back from there we peered in at the empty ex-museum on North Haugh - there's a bar in there somewhere, though I was rather afraid that my torchlight would fall on an eviscerated corpse or something. We must have looked a bit shifty, come to think of it.
The Union came next, and a long play of King of Route 66 saw me through to the end, after myself and various others spent about £5 on the machine together. Graeme's now been initiated in DDR, as well - the image of him jumping up and down on the pad to Captain Jack and cackling madly while trying to hit the arrows will stay with me for a while. :)
My feet are now killing me. And The Gits have strewn empty pizza boxes and plates around the corridor :( Oh, that reminds me - I saw some girl who was smoking put money in to the DDR machine, then throw her cigarette end down casually on the floor and stamp it out. Words fail me.
But I'm free! And I don't need to sleep for a fortnight. Quake 3, anyone?
