Panthera Sapiens Ellipsis: The Blog

I have another 45 hours in which to commit 13 weeks' worth of Biomol lectures to memory, word-perfect, before the exam. Since each week we actually have 3 hours of Biomol lectures, I actually have 39 hours' worth of lectures to study, which leaves me (if I had a photographic memory) 6 hours in the next two days to sleep, eat, etc. Can you tell I'm terrified? ...on a totally unrelated note, I ran into my Biomol lecturer at the swimming pool changing room yesterday. He didn't recognise me, of course, but I should say it's terribly unfair of him to be relaxing when he's responsible for such widespread stress amongst his students.

Well, it's the second week of exams--in fact I had Chem yesterday--and the Corn thoughtfully reminded me this morning that I've been awfully neglectful of the blog these few days. Well, I suppose I can claim busyness since I have had to study recently and there's been quite a bit of stress... Last week was Econs, I believe? ...yes, it was. It's always extremely annoying when one's memory starts to go on the blink--in fact I can't even remember the last time I bathed, although I'm sure the clothes I'm wearing are clean. Well, at least they were clean on... Tuesday. Yeah. Wait, that's bad, right? If the clothes I'm wearing were clean on Tuesday and are still on my back on Thursday and I didn't do laundry on Wednesday? ...I'll just bathe later. Anyway, the Econs was horrible. The first question alone was killer--in fact I spent more than an hour trying to get the appropriate graphs drawn, and to this day I've no idea whether I drew thos

I'm just feeling very, very down right now. I don't know why. Maybe I need some sugar in my system or some chirpy songs or something, but then all the chirpy songs on my laptop--and believe me, I've got plenty of those... they simply irritate me for the moment. In fact at the moment, I'd rather like to find somewhere dank and cold and dark and huddle up in the fetal position and stay there, in that way, until this mood lifts. But, as Murphy's Law holds true, I can't afford to indulge myself at the moment with such things because I've got the Econs exam tomorrow afternoon and I can't afford to not revise my tutorials and the past-year papers... It's all the love that's swirling around like a poisonous gas, touching everybody around me and turning them into mindlessly happy little fountains that burble on and on about their partner. It's nice to know that the amount of happiness in the world is increasing, be it ever so little, and I suppose it

Today is not a good day for me. First of all, I've got the Econs final the day after tomorrow and I'm only starting to cram today. Second, I woke up 2 hours ago (at 2pm) since it rained all night and apparently all morning, which has an extreme soporific effect on me. And third... Well, a couple weeks ago I had a biomol quiz. The thing about these quizzes is that they have an effect on the final grade we receive, and are supposed to ensure that the students don't resort to last-minute cramming. Personally I think they only force the students to change the schedule of said cramming, since we cram for the quizzes too. In any case, that particular quiz was on a terribly difficult topic, lots of protein names and mechanisms and processes and things to remember, and we had another quiz (Physics) on the same day, immediately after the biomol, which may have had an effect on the kind of studying that occurred. In any case I definitely recall sleeping late while cramming the two su

Yes, yes, I know I've neglected posting for far too long, and even so right now is not the best time to be posting since I've got another 8 chapters of terribly frightening equations to learn in 2 weeks before the Math exam. Plus a bunch of biomol to memorise within the same time period. And I've still got to deal with the other 3 exams that, while less scary, are still definitely important enough to merit a few days of study themselves... It's been a blur, these past few months. Whoever said time crawls must have never been to university or they'd know time doesn't do that. It doesn't even fly. I swear it teleports: one moment it's Sunday, the next day it's Sunday again and you've no idea what happened in the past 6 days because it's just a hazy remembrance of classes and equations and trying to stuff everything in your head while not letting anything escape, and let me tell you that's exhausting work. I'm barely coherent now. I know