And so it appears my course is finally at an end....tomorrow is probably the last ever day in which my class mates will be all in one place at once, it's kinda sad in a way, I knew it would end but it feels kinda soon, like I just got used to it, even when we were doing the exhibition it hadn't really dawned on me that it was the end, I still felt in some way that I had another year.

In a really weird twisted way I think I might've subconsciously wanted to not get into uni so that I'd have to do the foundation course.

I'm leaving...leaving....leaving....it's a seriously fucking dragged out on your ass goodbye that's for sure.

....leavingggggggggg D=

My tutor referred to me as Ex-student Jason and I felt that's what I will become after tomorrow, I'm welcome to go back and visit whenever I like but I'll never again be taught by those guys, our class has had some seriously legendary moments.

Although I'm sad that I'll never see a lot of people I liked ever again I'm also really excited and happy about future adventures and I'm looking forward to the potential art time I've got during the summer holidays and luckily I'm bringing a friend to uni with me, I've always viewed my life as a sitcom and although this show is being cancelled a spin-off is sure to follow.