It's 8 27 PM the day before my exam and I'm on the verge of losing my sanity, yes quite literally. The syllabus never seems to end and worst part is, the portion for all three psychology papers is different. To be honest, it's quite cruel to have exams and I really have a bad headache. Quite unhelpfully, I'm nearly under self-imposed house arrest and I've forgotten how it feels like to walk in the daylight.. or moonlight, as a matter of fact.
Psychology has really gotten to me. And I have 4 papers on Wednesday. I cannot emphasize how desperate I am for the 18th to arrive and to finally be liberated. I'm tired of highlighting and underlining and making colourful notes and colour-coding everything, because seriously, it doesn't get any duller than this.
I sound like some defeated, suicidal pessimist which, just by the way, I most definitely am not. I'm just tired of the IB and the amount of shit I have to go through for it.
But to sign off on a positive note, I simply cannot wait for Goa :D. The 13th of March cannot come soon enough!
Ciao :).