Finale

It gets harder me to to study, the closer I get to exams. (I have said this before, I know.)

Since I have a paper tommorow, I haven’t been able to do much for the past 24 hours or so. This whole week has been reasonably relaxed for me, mainly since I managed to finish the main bit of my revision on Sunday.It’s not like I’m a really hard worker, its just that I can’t do work during the exam week. I just sleep. And wait. I do a lot of waiting. I know I should be studying – I’m still not 100% sure on how to answer a ‘Nature’ question for Wars and a ‘TOT’ question for Econs. English Paper 2 is still a nightmare(I have said this before, I know), but I hope to finish reading Huck and Siddhartha the weekend before the paper, something I can do, since I don’t feel that reading is the same as studying.

With IB nearly over I feel very strange. (I’ve said this before, I know) During the last few days of my revision, I felt like I was living the past six years again, just very very rapidly. I looked at things in ways I haven’t looked at them in a long while. It was quite disturbing, but moderately enjoyable.

I haven’t burned out yet, because I don’t ever do more than 5 hours of work a day, but I haven’t been really slacking off because I haven’t done less than 3 hours a day for at least the past few weeks. Not a lot, but more than my usual efforts. I find myself hoping that this is ‘enough’ and it worries me when I wonder if it isn’t. I’m not exactly a focused sort of person and I don’t know how to change that about myself. The problem is people like me tend to end up dead or on the street. Or dead on the street. Of course, I understand that God knows what’s best for me, and know that he will see me through this minor event. However, what’s best for Long-Term-Luke  usually means that Short-Term-Luke is going to have a shitty time. (I have said this before, I know.)

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