8/18/2005 05:15:00 PM|||James O'Malley|||

As you might have seen on television this morning, today is A-Level results day, where, if the TV is anything to go by, is where everyone gets straight As and exams are getting easier, and dumbing down and so on.

I got my results earlier- it was something of an anti-climax, having already known I'd got in due to a "Welcome to deMontfort University" letter arriving this morning, and having checked the UCAS website this morning, where it confirmed I'd got in. The only remaining questions were what grades I'd got.

I'm reasonably pleased- I didn't work very hard over the past two years, yet still achieved University-enabling results! To be concise: B in Economics & Business, C in the world's shittiest subject, ICT and the fabulous General Studies, and a D in Maths. Annoyingly, I was very close to the next grade up in both General and Maths.

I did the most unusual thing was what happend next- I went to a pub! No, really! Just like a teenager! Dare I admit that it it was the first time I'd ever been to a pub (sans family)? I may as well, considering that only a few days ago I admitted to having never used a kettle before.

It was the first time I'd ever been to a pub (sans family). We sat in the so-called "beer garden"- a name that's misleading as it didn't actually produce a crop of beer, or even have beer-themed characters poncing around for children. A large portion of "the gang" were there- it was just like being back at school in the sixth form centre. We were sitting around a table, slacking and drinking coke.

Two cokes later (my third of the day, and it wasn't even 1pm), £0 down, thanks to jubilant friends and being tee-total, we decided to go to another pub. "We" being the people who hadn't run off during the first pub stop... Dundas, Heggs, Andy, Matt and myself.

Was this becoming a so-called pub crawl? No. We went to two pubs. But the point is, it was very unusual behaviour for me, and presumably a very unusual sight for people who "know of" me from school, who regularly go to public houses and drink themselves silly! It certainly was weird sitting, drinking coke in pub-like conditions, knowing you're sitting approximately where the Penguins and Club biscuits were, when it was a Gateway supermarket in a previous life. It was probably more of an "averagemarket" though, truth be told.

Yesterday evening, Andy had another party, which I of course attended. I continued drinking and having a nice day, and in the end, had a huge SEVEN cokes. I'm proud and ashamed at the same time. Proud, because it was a new record since I started counting CPD- the previous high was a lowly six. Ashamed because I should be cutting down. I hope Heather doesn't read this.

If you are reading, Heather, then I'm exaggerating so I can sound like a big man! I didn't really have seven cokes, honest!

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