I’m supposed to be in maths lecture, but I thought I’d give it a skip to study for my history test. I have a history test in an hour. No, half an hour… Oh. Ten minutes. Ah well.

‘A’ level results at 2:30pm. I’m looking forward to seeing all my friends again, and I’m also looking forward to seeing people cry.

Now I’m not a sadist and I don’t want any of my friends to be upset. But some You know that. of them are going to be. You know that too. The fact of the matter is that people are going to have lousy results and they are going to cry.

I’ll be there for them if they need me, and even if they don’t. Because I live for intense moments, and this is going to be one of them. Doors will be opened for some, lives will be crushed for others.

How does an amputee feel when he watches slasher flicks? What about a person who is born without limbs?

On with the show.

(4 minutes to the history test.)