It’s the night before my first exam, and normally at this stage the nerves are starting to show. And that’s a good thing, because it shows that I actually care about how I’m going to do.
I generally find it difficult enough to motivate myself, until the last few days before the exams, when I really get a serious amount of work done.
This year, for some reason, it hasn’t worked like that. I did a fair amount of work in the first week of study break, and then seemed to slack off a bit in the second week.
I don’t understand why, but I haven’t felt the pressure of a looming exam, and somehow, I’ve just managed to coast through the past few days, doing a little bit of work here and there, but really not as much as I should have been doing.
They are half of my final exams, in ainm Dé!
In any case, I have had enough revising for one day, regardless of how much I have actually managed to cover. Thankfully, tomorrow’s exam isn’t until 2pm, so there is time in the morning for some last minute cramming.
Hopefully by then I will begin to feel some nerves, maybe a few butterflies in my stomach.
What a lovely image….