Beware me today, for I am full of teenage angst (which really isn’t as fun as Wizard angst, props if you get the reference). Revision is slowly divorcing my soul from my body and I am trying to keep thinking about that wonderful moment a week tomorrow when my exams will be over… and then I will have the wait for results.
BRB. Time for a week of panicking when I should be revising. In the immortal words of the “sweet jesus it’s a fire” woman –
I shall sum up what today is using my favourite method of expressing my emotions online. Warning, gif overload ahead.
Yeah. So that’s me at the moment. Don’t ask.
Today is going to be a revision day for me. Revision days are always a funny kind of day, because you start off really motivated like –
And then your revision comes at you and you’re like, “I’ll start in a bit” –
You drag yourself to your bag to get your revision notes for a different subject.
Then you look in your bag and realize just how much revision you have to do.
So, you start writing. You manage two minutes, three at the most, and feel like you’ve just climbed Everest, cured world hunger, brought about eternal peace and written a 10,000 word dissertation on the preservation of cute widdle hedgehogs in the Forest of Dean.
… then you realize how much more work you’ve got to do, and just how soon your exams are.
This cycle repeats itself throughout the day, and this will form my day in a nutshell. It will end like this.
the life of a moomin 