I am now 20 years old. Huzzah! I can now:
- Moan about teenagers, the youth, and children.
- Grow a beard, without the need to be a palaeontologist.
- Start bar fights.
- Reminisce/be nostalgic about things.
- Write serious essays about books.
Note: the above points may be the witterings of an old man.
I was 20 yesterday, and I had my final earth science lab of second year; it was a remote sensing lab, a subject which I particularly enjoy. It may seem ridiculous that my entire course of classes ended on March 20th, but it is due to the compression of the academic year into two 11-week semesters, or something like that. I mentioned this during an adviser-of-studies meeting, and immediately regretted it, as I got a long, boring spiel about the previous and current structure of the academic year. Ach so, I guess that's just life. And it's quite a good one, na?
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