TMA 06 Religious Studies

You know that feeling you used to get when you were thirteen years old and just fresh out of the confessional on a Saturday morning. You proddies won't know what I mean but it was like you were walking on air. The weight of guilt had just been removed from your immature shoulders and you could start afresh. A new sin-free life was ahead, you were re-born. Actually what then transpired was that you could be a saint for thirty six hours while you got communion on Sunday morning, and then your hormones would get fed up creating ungodly boils on the back of your neck and reassert themselves in your genitals and you would have a good wank on Sunday night before your big brother got home from the pub and staggered into the bedroom and found you with his secret (he thought) collection of jazz mags. You remember that feeling? Well the feeling you get after submitting a Tutor Marked Assessment that you've laboured for two weeks on is nothing like that.