Too Much To Do & Too Little Time

I have a hundred and one things to do...and no time to do them. How, I have no idea. I'm still trying to figure that out.

I'm trying to revise for my BioMedical Admissions Test (BMAT) for Leeds which is in approximately three weeks time and whilst it's the dental school I have always wanted, I am this close to giving up (index finger and thumb are nearly touching). I'm failing miserably because they test GCSE/A-Level biology, chemistry, physics and maths, alongside making us write a philosophical essay in the space of 30 minutes and granted, my maths is on point, but the rest really isn't. I should be nailing the biology and chemistry considering my degree is wholly everything that exists under those two umbrellas but um, I'm not even going to bother emphasising just how much I forget after every set of exams. I think I have a whole in my brain. And physics. Ha. I haven't touched physics since year 11 and even then, it was only the Double Science Award so I have to teach myself an entire physics syllabus from the formula of speed to nuclear mechanics, in under three weeks. Divine Revelation is my only way out of that one.

So while I'm desperately cramming in about four years worth of knowledge, I'm struggling to keep up with my dissertation work. I'm just about managing to read the papers my supervisor sets me, forget reading around the area more. And my ever-so-nice biochemistry department have taken it upon themselves to hand us a super complicated paper from a journal that we have to answer questions on, to hand in on Tuesday that makes up 10% of the module marks.

Stressed? To the max.

On top of that, I have work every Sunday although admittedly, I loved my first day last week. I really enjoyed it and the people there are so lovely; I can't complain. And let's not forget my social life i.e. keeping up with reading/blogging/tv series/family life. I think I need a reading ban. So I don't really know why I bought this book when I damn well know I'm going to read it before it takes its place on my bookshelf.

Yes, it is indeed the last (almost unofficial?) book of the Divergent trilogy. It's all about Tobias' life pre-Dauntless and also his take on some of the events we see two years later in Divergent from Tris' point of view. I did say I'm not a massive fan of Four's perspective but the stories do look promising; I'm excited to get stuck in.

And let's face it, if you're going to have a story collection, you either own all of the books, or none at all.