First the worst

What better and jocund way to start my blog than at the end of a chapter in my life- and apparently with a very clichéd opening line, popped in for good measure. With a summer ahead of me and exams over I am much anticipating the weeks ahead and indeed the years- provided that my grades are sufficient to award me the University place I am hoping for.
I am an advanced, in fact semi-professional, list-writer and strong urges are titillating within me tempting me to write a list of things I hope to achieve or participate in this summer, but, given my desire to relax and my extremely spontaneous and chilled-out doppelgänger, I might just leave it, for now.