As many a footballer has said.."Just One More Point [Exam]..
The penultimate day of the exam season, for me at least. Three torrid hours now stand between me and an unhealthy intake of alcohol. Oh, plus reading time, but to be honest thats not whats worrying me.
Sadly, international law has lulled me into a false sense of security. Its actually… interesting. Add to this my already revised and examined international criminal law module, I felt pretty darned prepared for this one. Yet with 21 hours before the start, I've just realised that it would probably be best for me to have revised a tad more.
On that basis, I have a few musings:
– Why do Endemol UK consider the end of May to be a good time to start a daily, addictive program? Especially considering its largely exam-taking-student-teenage audience.
– Why do we take exams just when the weathers taking a turn for the better?
– Why will the weather take an inexorable turn for the worse come 5pm tomorrow afternoon?
– Why does my printer think that it'd be funny to get a paper jam whenever I need a past paper?
I could go on, but the Roma are screaming at me from the corner of the room demanding that I revise their plight. Now this is another reason to hate the Hitler's of the world – if you hadn't been such an arsehole, I'd have less to learn.