Scotland, Exams and future plans

So, first things first, I went up to Scotland for my brother Q's wedding, which was the day before my birthday. We broke the journey up and down into two legs, first up to my Aunt and Uncle in Cumbria, which took about 6 hours, then up to Glen Coe on the west coast of Scotland, we went via sterling and that took another 4-5 hours, hence why we didn't do it in one jump. 11 hours of driving straight would not be very fun.
So we got there on the friday, and it was pretty good, free from the internet addiction(didn't take my laptop for a reason) I had no choice but to talk to family, which was fairly fun, it was interesting catching up with people.
Then on the Saturday it was my birthday, and because my brother is in teh Royal Marines Band and forces people tend to be big on buying drinks for birthday people... well, suffice to say I didn't lack for drinks :P
So after that(and surprisingly waking up without a hangover) we went to the wedding, and it went nice, weather wasn't too bad considering it was Scotland, and the scenery was really nice.
Then we had Venison Pate for starters, Chicken stuffed with haggis(Which was really, really tasty) and slices of the wedding cake for afters. Was very nice. Then we all started drinking :).
The journey back was broken up like teh journey there, and was pretty uneventful, EXCEPT I BOUGHT A DRAGON PLUSHY AND HE IS SO AWESOME YOU CAN'T EVE-
*cough*

So yeah, that was Scotland, when I got back on the Tuesday I checked my results and I resultgasm'd! I passed the whole damn thing! Twi-okay maybe thats too far. I only got 60% overall, and my lowest was 47%, but that was in the core module I totally failed one bit and didn't hand like two pieces of coursework in, so eh, Fairs fair.

But yeah, while I was up in Scotland I talked to my brother Q and asked him about his knees, and it seems he has the same sort of problem I do, and he is the fittest person I know. Climbs Munroes and doesn't afraid of anything. He does a mile run in like... 8 minutes or something. But anyway, it made me realise that my knees are not going to get any better, so I might as well do stuff, climb mountains, and just man up and ignore the pain.
I wanna climb mountains and stuff! ( for those who don't know, a Munroe is a mountain over 3K feet tall from sea level, there are like 260 or something) that said I have a fair way to go, I need to be fairly fit to even think of attempting one. So Imma start doing all sorts of stuff. Tomorrow Imma go into london and get a rather expensive pair of trainers that are shaped to support the arch of my foot or something(another thing my family has in common. Thanks genetics)

So yeah. Should be good.