I failed. Well, Glasgow University is so nice as to tell me I haven’t technically”failed” I’ve actually got an E2 which is apparently two grades above an actual “F”. And two grades away from a “pass”, a pass being a D. I’m not too shocked, I didn’t expect to pass it, despite the work I did put in before the exam. I guess me and maths just aren’t destined to be friends.

I have since spoken to my advisor and it turns out that I don’t need to resit it as I don’t plan on taking maths in second year (or indeed in any other shape or form in my entire future life!) I just need to get C’s and B’s in my courses this semester and all shall be well. So there you go, you can fail and be absolutely fine. I’m happy with that.

I’m helping out at a Top-Up programme thing next Friday and the following Friday, this is a scheme designed to show prospective students what life is like at University. So I get to show5th/6th years around and take them to a mock lecture and generally answer their concerns. It should be quite fun, and it has the added bonus of being paid work

I really shouldn’t have mentioned the gorgeous weather we’d been having here in the West End, because I seem to have jinxed it and it is currently lashing with some kind of freezingly horrific concoction of hailstones, snow, sleet and rain, all churned up by the kind of wind you find difficult to walk against. *Sigh* I suppose it is the middle of February…