Look at that. I'm not doing any revision. What a suprise. Here we are in the millionth week of revising for the fun of A level exams...and it's nearly all over. How upsetting. Imagine, if I manage to get enough grades, I wont ever have to worry about sources ever again. EVER AGAIN!!!! That is a happy thought. However, I may not pass, and I may end up gracing the corridors of Totton College once again. This is the worst case scenario. I mean as much as I love Totton and all my beautiful friendlies who will be residing in Southampton and the area surrounding it...I will be branded as a failure. Eve will no longer be my middle name. It will change to failure. Claudia Failure Pang. I could not face going back. Well, there would be no question...I would have to go back. But what a waste of a year that would be (when I say waste...I have learnt soooo much this year. But most of the stuff I have learnt will not be coming up in the exams. If it did I would worry about the examination board. Just imagine the questions- 'To what extent are two two 1.5 litre bottles of Smirmoff Ice a good idea in one night? Use sources 1,2 and 4 to explain your answer' and, 'Why does Claudia feel it is her imperative to hide from her English teacher on Thursday afternoons? Use your own knowledge and all the sources'). I feel I may be doomed somewhat. My analitical skills are failing me in my old age.
Apart from looking at useless revision guides, I have been doing very little. I did have the most massive argument on Monday with my grandma, which was fun. I do like arguing. Especially when I am suffering with the worst perminant PMT (all month round...I do love it) and have the uber stress of exams...I don't actually like arguing at all. Mainly because I'm the one in the one always in the wrong...
English Language followed by Drama this week. I am in for a treat, I can just tell. I still havent finished reading Hedda Gabler and Our Country's Good. I just keep telling myself I'll be okay. But, when it comes to it...I am a bit rubbish. What am I to do? WHAT AM I TO DO? ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Argh, I am longing for a night out. I'm not particularly bothered where. A skip and a cheap bottle of Lambrini would do. Actually...I take that back. Lambrini is horrid. Chris loves the Lambrini. Ha. Poor boyo, he is never going to live that one down. I am mean I know, but it was nice to see someone other than me wasted on that night. Oh, yeah and if you haven't seen them already, check out my pics on myspace. And comment on all of them.
Right, I'm off to read Hedda. Gabler. This week saw some amazing reading from me, Charlie and Carly and the two Dans...what a shame they didn't do drama instead of me. The failure. *sighs*
Remember, always revise at least 3 months before your exams.
Till next time...
