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Jun. 19th, 2005 05:53 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hathycolYes yes oh yay, the weather has broken. It rained and thundered and lightning-ed and it's great. I hate it when it's muggy, and the storm was really rather impressive - the sky just darkened, uge pudles gathered in the garden and flew all over the place with the intensity of the rain, all to a background of rolling thunder and flashes of lightening. Wonderful.
Just the thing to brighten up an exciting day of revision.
See, as diligent readers may have gathered, I am in a strange little rut as far as these exams go. I just can't care, because they're not far ages and it'll all sort itself out anyway.
Of course, I now have two exams tomorrow. Depressingly, they are the ones I need to pass - media because failing it will be embarrassing, and history because I need an A for St Andrews. I've spent all day thus far revising, except for the large portions of the day where I was, in fact, asleep. I haven't had a decent night's sleep for ages, so last night was good like that.
But yes, now I am panicking somewhat regarding exams, as I have two and they're tomorrow and by god, Cromwell really is a wanker, isn't he?![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tashmania is the only person on my flist to get my irritation with the Blasted Cromwell Unit but I have done so much reading over the weekend that it makes me feel slightly sick. I think I know it now - god, I hope I do, there's only 5 years to learn, really - but it's scary.
Media ia also presenting me with naked fear. I hope I've revised for the right exam tomorrow, mostly, but Critical Research is this Friday, right, mediabods? I haven't even written that damn essay yet, although I plan to on Tuesday and make Greg look over it on, um, Thursday. If Critical Research is tomorrow I may, in fact, kill myself, because then I'll fail it AGAIN and how embarrassing would that be? I've actually prepared to write the essay, I just have the computer copy in college (oops) so I really can't play with it until then. I have watched a rather good old documentary on satire, though. Politics means that I get the older stuff and it's still funny. There was a brilliant bit on The New Statesmen with B'stard and Thatcher.
"Ah, Prime Minister! May I just say how radiant you're loo-"
"You've got two minutes! Don't waste them!"
"Okay then..." *moves to sit down*
"WHO SAID YOU COULD SIT DOWN?" *whipcrack*
Hee. So, I have the essay to write but if I have to do it tomorrow then I'm fucked. Basically.
Damn my lack of motivation. Only a week and two days to go. Only a week and two days to go. Only a week and two days to go. To consule myself, I have some new and pretty icons. All of them make me squee for entirely different reasons, but it's all good. I may have too many Doctor Who icons, but I am having SO MUCH with a new fandom that I don't really mind. Even if I only have bloody Colin bloody Baker to sustain me over the summer.
Okay. A-Levels. Tomorrow. I feel that I know the stuff and also that I don't. In conclusion, maube I should actually go back to revision.
And in final news, I am having the worse bagel cravings ever. I have now had dreams involving them for three nights on the trot. Waaah.
~Hathy_Col~
Just the thing to brighten up an exciting day of revision.
See, as diligent readers may have gathered, I am in a strange little rut as far as these exams go. I just can't care, because they're not far ages and it'll all sort itself out anyway.
Of course, I now have two exams tomorrow. Depressingly, they are the ones I need to pass - media because failing it will be embarrassing, and history because I need an A for St Andrews. I've spent all day thus far revising, except for the large portions of the day where I was, in fact, asleep. I haven't had a decent night's sleep for ages, so last night was good like that.
But yes, now I am panicking somewhat regarding exams, as I have two and they're tomorrow and by god, Cromwell really is a wanker, isn't he?
tashmania is the only person on my flist to get my irritation with the Blasted Cromwell Unit but I have done so much reading over the weekend that it makes me feel slightly sick. I think I know it now - god, I hope I do, there's only 5 years to learn, really - but it's scary.Media ia also presenting me with naked fear. I hope I've revised for the right exam tomorrow, mostly, but Critical Research is this Friday, right, mediabods? I haven't even written that damn essay yet, although I plan to on Tuesday and make Greg look over it on, um, Thursday. If Critical Research is tomorrow I may, in fact, kill myself, because then I'll fail it AGAIN and how embarrassing would that be? I've actually prepared to write the essay, I just have the computer copy in college (oops) so I really can't play with it until then. I have watched a rather good old documentary on satire, though. Politics means that I get the older stuff and it's still funny. There was a brilliant bit on The New Statesmen with B'stard and Thatcher.
"Ah, Prime Minister! May I just say how radiant you're loo-"
"You've got two minutes! Don't waste them!"
"Okay then..." *moves to sit down*
"WHO SAID YOU COULD SIT DOWN?" *whipcrack*
Hee. So, I have the essay to write but if I have to do it tomorrow then I'm fucked. Basically.
Damn my lack of motivation. Only a week and two days to go. Only a week and two days to go. Only a week and two days to go. To consule myself, I have some new and pretty icons. All of them make me squee for entirely different reasons, but it's all good. I may have too many Doctor Who icons, but I am having SO MUCH with a new fandom that I don't really mind. Even if I only have bloody Colin bloody Baker to sustain me over the summer.
Okay. A-Levels. Tomorrow. I feel that I know the stuff and also that I don't. In conclusion, maube I should actually go back to revision.
And in final news, I am having the worse bagel cravings ever. I have now had dreams involving them for three nights on the trot. Waaah.
~Hathy_Col~
