Douglas took another drink.  "I hated exams."  He chuckled.  "Though I was harder on myself on the major projects I had to do with the artists that I worked with.  They were picky.  Hell, hard on me, but I would see more problems with it than even they did.  One I even just burned it because I thought it was shite."  It hadn't been, in fact, some of the other apprentices had thought it was amazing, but he had not felt it was worth their praise.  "I was carried back to the bed that night due tae me being so drunk.  Felt it the next morning too."