Chapter three of the 'Diploma' series – here we go! Besides constantly stuffing food down our throats and slamming small white plastic balls across a black table we actually did manage to get some work done. At least that much so that we could all finish university :D

Seriously though, often stressful, sometimes frustrating and – especially near the end – panic inducing, working at school remained mostly fun. At least for me it did. It was good, soothing almost, to have everyone 'there', being able to walk around school from door to door, see familiar faces working on their particular project, mostly just as stressed as oneself, and have little chats, a cup of coffee or a smoke. Almost – sorry, I couldn't think of anything less cliché – like one big family.

I think, I'll miss it.