Meh, everything in the whole world is sucky. My feet and ankles hate me again, so I'm limping around the house like an idiot and can't sit down and concentrate on anything and we're out of ibuprofen and I've just had a glance over my exam timetable and there's so little time left and I don't feel like I know anything at all. It's the weight of it, the sheer amount of it, that I can't face. Chemistry, blahblah chemistry again, is the one that's okay-ish, 'cause I've done the AS and I need to somehow manage modules four and five and try my best not to fail the synoptic (I got an E, the last mock I did, because it's so hard and everyone but me can do it).
Biology has an essay which I routinely make a big fat mess of because I don't know anything and I can't write stuff down any more. I tried to leave the science behind, go and do an English Talk in Life and Literature (module 5, I think) paper because I can do those, I get top marks on those, except I spent forty-five minutes staring and wrote maybe half a side.
I don't know why I'm taking four A-levels, either. The Politics is the one that's so horribly weighty that I don't dare start, because it just reminds me of how much I have to learn and how much I'm going to learn and forget. It's the last exam, not just for me but for anyone, so while everyone else will be free to do what they want earlier I have to slave on until June 30th.
I hate study leave. I hate it. I was going into school to avoid this (no trains today so I couldn't) because it's so crushingly lonely. How does everyone else survive this, I wonder; how can you cope with an empty house and a rising outside temperature and book upon book of things you don't know? I hate the season, too; it's a combination of everything that makes this so horrible.
And to make it a bit worse, I was tidying up in the bathroom, reached into a glass without realising what was in it and had my thumb and index finger sliced neatly through by a razor. It's now extremely painful to write, type or move a mouse. I'm typing this with one hand.
And I would go out - I would. Anything to get out of here. But my parents are both of the opinion that I haven't been doing any work, which is broadly true, and Hannah says come out on a date, but I can't. I can't. I just picture what explaining it to my parents will be like, the ensuing arguments, angst, accusations of not taking my life seriously, not taking A-levels seriously, blah, blah, same old.
Actually, I agree with them half the time. I don't want to fail these exams, and I'm not going to. I'm not aiming for a specific number of UCAS points or a specific set of grades; what I need is to just get A-grades across the board, which is hardly unachievable. So I don't know why I'm such a mess, only that I am.
Oh, yes - I'm pretty sure
time_and_chips is overdue a meltdown. I can feel it as palpably as the thunderstorm we're going to have tonight, or my own imminent crack-up.
...whiiiiine.
Biology has an essay which I routinely make a big fat mess of because I don't know anything and I can't write stuff down any more. I tried to leave the science behind, go and do an English Talk in Life and Literature (module 5, I think) paper because I can do those, I get top marks on those, except I spent forty-five minutes staring and wrote maybe half a side.
I don't know why I'm taking four A-levels, either. The Politics is the one that's so horribly weighty that I don't dare start, because it just reminds me of how much I have to learn and how much I'm going to learn and forget. It's the last exam, not just for me but for anyone, so while everyone else will be free to do what they want earlier I have to slave on until June 30th.
I hate study leave. I hate it. I was going into school to avoid this (no trains today so I couldn't) because it's so crushingly lonely. How does everyone else survive this, I wonder; how can you cope with an empty house and a rising outside temperature and book upon book of things you don't know? I hate the season, too; it's a combination of everything that makes this so horrible.
And to make it a bit worse, I was tidying up in the bathroom, reached into a glass without realising what was in it and had my thumb and index finger sliced neatly through by a razor. It's now extremely painful to write, type or move a mouse. I'm typing this with one hand.
And I would go out - I would. Anything to get out of here. But my parents are both of the opinion that I haven't been doing any work, which is broadly true, and Hannah says come out on a date, but I can't. I can't. I just picture what explaining it to my parents will be like, the ensuing arguments, angst, accusations of not taking my life seriously, not taking A-levels seriously, blah, blah, same old.
Actually, I agree with them half the time. I don't want to fail these exams, and I'm not going to. I'm not aiming for a specific number of UCAS points or a specific set of grades; what I need is to just get A-grades across the board, which is hardly unachievable. So I don't know why I'm such a mess, only that I am.
Oh, yes - I'm pretty sure
...whiiiiine.
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on 2005-06-10 04:30 pm (UTC)*mwah* You know I'm here for you, my darling.
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on 2005-06-10 04:32 pm (UTC)What you need is a nice shiny new episode of Doctor Who. :)
Okay, so it might not actually help (as such), but it's still a good thing, right?
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on 2005-06-10 05:00 pm (UTC)*hides*
I'm glad I'm not over there then!
xx
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on 2005-06-10 05:03 pm (UTC)(Also, why the meltdown? Although syaing that, it's a shippy community that's happy. Good point.)
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on 2005-06-10 05:09 pm (UTC)Meltdown because the last thread I posted in had a lot of... tension. You know, when people are making veiled comments and then there's the whole aspect of people discussing slash in a ship community and, well, I've got a Feeling.
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on 2005-06-10 05:09 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-06-10 05:36 pm (UTC)And regarding
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on 2005-06-10 05:44 pm (UTC)(personally, I'm tension-free where the OT3 stuff is concerned (mainly cos I see Jack as actually being all about the Nine/Rose), but I can see where some of the diehard Nine/Rose folks would get their knickers ina twist. It started before Jack even showed up, and while most of the posters seem to have warmed up to him after DD and "Boomtown", I can see how continued discussion of the threesome could make things... tense.)
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on 2005-06-10 05:55 pm (UTC)I'm fond of Nine/Rose, because it is rather nice, but I'm not scarily diehard in the way some people seem to be (I nearly got embroiled into an argument of the canonicity of it, which is what began to worry me). Jack is good too. OT3 is even better. :)
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on 2005-06-10 05:57 pm (UTC)I'll go with that prediction, and add that it might all focus on Nine's death/regeneration. That's the one thing that's really going to shake up the entire fandom in the near future.
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on 2005-06-10 05:57 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-06-10 06:38 pm (UTC)I keep making lists of important points for my essays and trying to make up memonics to help me remember them. They all seem to involved jedi or wizards, but at least it gives me a way to get the facts in order and ready for trotting out onto paper.
I'm not alone all day, of course. Brother is doing GCSEs and keeps popping in and out and not doing any revision. But I do understand. *hugs*
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on 2005-06-10 06:43 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-06-10 08:27 pm (UTC)*and brownies*
Wish I had some words of wisdom, but I'm feeling mighty whiny myself this afternoon.
Hope next week's less dismal for you.
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on 2005-06-10 10:06 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-06-10 10:39 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-06-10 10:40 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-06-10 10:49 pm (UTC)*eats brownies* (one of my many theories is that brownies cannot be baked successfully on English soil; all the times I've tried it, they've become sort of brown-ish flapjacks)
I do hope next week is less dismal for all. We can wait and see. :)
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on 2005-06-10 10:51 pm (UTC)Yeah, I don't know how you do this all the time.
[Got your email, by the way; I'll reply tomorrow at work when it's quiet]
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on 2005-06-10 10:51 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2005-06-11 07:27 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-06-11 07:53 am (UTC)Somedays, I don't know how I do it all the time.
Whenever-- no hurry.
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on 2005-06-11 07:54 am (UTC)