Revise, Eat, Sleep, Repeat

Wake up at 6:30am. Revise from 8am to 10pm. Not constantly of course; the occasional procrastination and the six youtube videos you end up watching in a five minute breather are necessary to keep one's sanity. Alternatively write lecture notes in the aforementioned hours to be revised the following day. Keep your phone upstairs permanently because you're too lazy to walk from the lounge (your new revision space this year) to your room so you can't possibly be tempted to touch it. Cut yourself off from social media. Apart from tumblr - your fifteen minute breaks consist of reblogging pretty pictures and quotes that describe exam stress/not having one's life in order/preferring being run over by a bus as opposed to having to revise. This, of course, all done from your iPod because as mentioned, the phone is off limits. Be damn proud of your level of self control. Ban yourself from reading books. Because you initially spent your breaks reading a chapter or two of a book but that "just one more chapter" led to finishing an entire book in a day and so ultimately, you lost out on more than a few hours of work which you were later forced to catch up on.

Cram revise about five topics of a module because guess what, there are now only four days until the first exam and only eight lectures of a total 30 have been revised thus far. Panic. Re-timetable so that life is (temporarily) under control. Wahey, we're not as screwed as we thought. Breathe. It's fine, we have this. See, strictly follow the timetable and come Wednesday morning, you'll be a picture of calm. Fall behind on the schedule because you are also behind on the other modules which then had to compensated for. Panic. Again. Re-timetable. Again. (Repeat above steps as many times as it takes to reach the night before the exam - spoiler alert, you'll still be cram-revising).

Lose sense of the day, date and time in general. Lose touch with the outside world. (The only human interaction is experienced once a week when you go to work and yes, they will do your head in and make you wish you were back at home revising. The irony). Wash your hair once every three to four days - however long you can get away with pulling off greasy hair - because hey, who has time to wash their hair when they are in desperate need of TIME. Wear the same jumper for a week because it takes too much time and effort to pick out clothes. As a result of the above, answer the door to take in your father's parcels looking like a homeless person, and not caring because they've interrupted your perfect flow of reciting a complex biochemical procedure. So now you have to re-recite. And there's no time for that.

Break down. Rant. Cry to your mum that you want this all to be over. Check in with the group chat to make sure you are not the only one slowly losing it, and as bad as it is, find comfort in the fact that you are not alone. Vent angrily about how you didn't sign up for a physics degree but now you're having to teach yourself an entirely new field of science in the space of day, and it's just not possible, and "mum, I'm going to skip these four lectures because like hell am I going to learn something that paid lecturers couldn't be bothered to teach adequately."

Pray. Pray, pray, pray. Because you've exhausted all hopes and you have nothing left.

Think about all the amazing things coming up post-last-exam, then feel depressed because there are still three whole weeks to go and honestly, you just want to go out and enjoy the sun, but you can't, so it's back to learning that dratted module.

REPEAT. Endlessly so. Until June the 3rd.