What did you think of the exams, Pete? I reckon they were dead easy. Maybe they were easy enough for you but they were much too hard for me. Oh, come on. You've probably done better than you think. No, I'm dead certain I've failed in Latin, and most likely in French and History too. Thank goodness it's all over though. We can forget about it now - at least until the results come out. Yes. Now I can get on with reading all the books I've been wanting to read for months, but haven't had time for. What! ...Well, it's up to you, I suppose, but I've had enough of reading; I'm not going to open another book for months. Don't you think we all deserve a break? Well, yes... I'll take a day or two off perhaps. And I think I'll come to Bob's sister's party tomorrow night. But if I'm going to university in October, I'll have to get down to some serious work again pretty soon. I've got to get through the A level exams first. I'll worry about university if and when I ever get there. That's the trouble with you. You always try to do everything at the last minute. And you're too serious: that's your trouble. You never stop swotting. Well, I like reading. And I can't stand It. I don't know why I decided to try to go to university in the first place. I think I'll run away and join the army or something.