Finals.

after one year and a half of tiring labour, of hardwork, of SAM's crazy syllabus, it's finally over, i nearly wept when the last paper ended, at the last moments, these words came to my head.

"this is the end, what determines whether we've succeeded is not our final TER marks or whether we fly to Australia or not, but it is decided by the effort that we've put into it"

So my grandfather can brag all he wants, he may stand tall and tell me that he went to war and came back alive, but i can proudly tell my grandchildren that i took SAM and came out still a sane man....