Had a nice rant with the others when we came out. Angry-walked back to Wokingham Road and picked up a cheap Subway meal. Went to the park, ate a picnic and went on the swings. It was beautiful. I was thinking of Ferry Beach and how I'm not going this year and I remembered that for some reason, the swings were one of my favourite parts of the weekend every year. So I just got on one and started swining, enjoyed the feeling in my stomach when I closed my eyes and my curls slapping me in the face. It was joyous. Waved to Jess & her friend when they walked through the park.
Home, little laptop, then off to Tesco with Jujubean, Rich & Batgirl. Won't have to shop again while I'm here and won't have to shop immediately when I come back in September, which is nice.
Didn't have it in me to revise any more. Eventually came upstairs and skyped with light_cascades. That was nice.
Now it's today. I was supposed to be awake at 10 revising. It is gone noon. I have to go on campus for meditation society at 2 because I promised - haven't been in the past month.
I only have two left. Just two. Just two I need to get through. Sigh. In some ways it just gets harder the closer to the end. These two classes also have no past papers, just a few example questions the professors sent. For Friday's Entomology exam I at least don't have that 'I want to make the professor proud' naggy feeling; I like Paul, definitely, but he's just not on that list. As for Thursday's...well, that's Mark, and he's my personal tutor. I will authentically feel bad if I don't do that well on his exam, especially since I did quite enjoy the course. But I suppose even if I don't do as well as I wish on the exam, I'm sure I did quite reasonably on the coursework. We'll see.
Based on the few example questions I have, I know that at this point I could blag a pass (>40) which would give me a C for each class, just based on the once-through I've had through the material. Of course I want to do better than that. I'll get this revision done. I know I will. Stares out the window at the blue sky. Just wish that summer feeling would stop bugging me and telling me to go sit on the swings...
TL;DR: Student whinging about annual student issues, the end.