Yesterday it was the exams for my Spanish course. The morning was the written exam and after two and a half hours I felt braindead. I think I did ok, as long as I pass the course I will be happy :). Funnily enough, the part I was dreading, the speaking exam, just flew past. It really wasn't that big a deal at all. I had to play the role of an old retired person complaining about the youngsters riding their skateboards on the pavement. Found myself getting a bit too much into it.

The results come out in December. Think I'll go mad and sign up for level 3, I might as well now I've come this far.