Sang is happy. Well perhaps a lil high. Sang has passed her exams so she's running and jumping all around the house. She can't believe her marks for her Augustan and Romantics paper. She thinks London might have made a mistake. She's too happy to care about the things that usually trouble her. She is in a state of delirium which she shows no sign of getting out of. Sang would also like to thank all the people that stood by her and encouraged and wished her well for her exams. Thank you.

Sang will now refrain from talking abt herself in the third person. She will, however, carry on jumping in excitement.