Greetings all from what many people call moderate freedom.
Sorry I have been away for a while but revision has been number 1 priority… and my laptop broke again. Let’s hope this time it is feeling a bit better as I ONLY HAVE SIX MORE MONTHS! A most scary reality. I’ve been busy applying for Masters courses over Christmas and hope to hear soon, but I have pushed them out of my brain while I worried about more immediate things.
Revision- the student’s burden. I had my only exam on Monday and I think in some ways the worst part of it was that it was my first winter exam since 2009. I’ve become so used to being too hot when revising that this time when it was snowing outside, and as we have minimum heating, practically snowing inside I discovered not only do you not want to revise, but you also don’t want to get out of bed. The only place it is warm. I tried to beat this by staying at home longer, but I think it made the shock of coming back to Leicester even worse.
Revision went as well as anything that is difficult could go and to get myself through it I took lots of pictures to show you.
This is where I was working on the floor of my house. I found that I made myself a little area- surrounding myself so I felt guilty if I stepped out of the revision circle.
Here are some serious notes going on. I have a habit of writing big A3 notes, then putting the most important parts on to smaller cards, then making myself test cards. It takes a long time but I find the best way I remember something is by writing it a lot and then reading it a lot.
Here are the mini-victoria sponges my mum and I made in one of my breaks, I even put glitter on them. Some may call it procrastination, others… not it’s procrastination. They then ended up being eaten while I revised. They were really good if I say so myself.
Once I got back to Leicester I had half a day before the snow hit and when it hit it hit hard. (Sorry too many ‘hits’). I also got back when all of my house were finishing their exams and I had a few days to wait to be free. All I could do was look out my window and dream of snow.
The snow was outside and all I had inside for a distraction was my weirdly old dictionary. It made me wonder about how many words of popular culture was it missing? It’s not like I was ever going to look for ‘bootylicious’, but if I was I was never going to find it. I was not worried by this one bit, I just found these thoughts as another form of procrastination.
The day of the exam. I had the smallest breakfast ever as I cannot eat when I am nervous and exams are a sure reason to be nervous. So on a moderately empty stomach I packed my test cards and set off…
Now you can possibly guess by my pining for snow that I had not been out of the house in 3 or 4 days and had not stepped on that lovely snow. The novelty ended pretty quickly as I did this walk across Victoria Park. Attenborough Tower- you’re like a beacon of my final destination, but why in the snow did it feel like you were 3 times further away? not cool. Look how dark and crummy everything looks. It knew my doom- it knew I had an exam.
This picture on the other hand is on my walk back. It looked like Narnia, which was lovely. (yea I know Narnia in the snow was not a good thing).
Anyway I hope you got from this that my exam is over! Woop. That evening we had a midnight snowball fight that made up for the lack of it in my revision filled life.
Here is a picture of where gloves go to dry. Post-snow ball fight. Pointlessly this radiator never gets turned on.
Now I am working on my dissertation presentation for tomorrow… bit nervous… and getting ready for another semester of work. My last semester of this degree… pretty sad.
I hope you enjoyed my life in pictures. Sorry they are not more exciting… but as I have learned, revision isn’t exciting, but the snow ball fight after is.
Hopefully this picture will make up for it: my dog with a blanket in his mouth. No comment.