The final countdown
Scary news – I’m in the very last week of my degree. I have exams on Wednesday and Thursday (today is Sunday) and then I no longer have to learn about black America in the 1920s or the finer details of the imperfect subjunctive in French.
I say scary, but it’s also…no actually, it’s pretty much just scary. I’m not a violent person at all, but I will happily punch anyone who asks what I’m doing with my life after I leave Leeds.
In other news though, leading up to these quizzes I’ve managed to do several things for the first time in my university career – largely just because these are the most important quizzes I’ll possibly ever have to do.
- I’m in the library on a Sunday, actually doing work. This is something that I’ve avoided doing on principle over the last four years, but now is probably a good time to put aside those beliefs and log some serious library hours.
- I’ve brought an extension lead to said library. I finally turned into ‘that guy’ when it became apparent that everyone else had not only also abandoned their no-work-on-Sunday policy, but had decided to get to the library before 10am and nick all the plug sockets. Selfish, if you ask me, but there you go.
- I’ve refused to stay out past about midnight on a Friday or Saturday evening, partly because I’m finally considering the impact on the day after and also because I just get tired by around 11pm. Bloody final exams.
- I haven’t thought of a fourth point because I feel I should definitely get back to revision and coursework now.
So I will.