With an aching heart and weary head I turn to the only ray of light in my room. The windows sunny rays remind me of the real world which is busy living while I remain as a social recluse with text books and highlighter pens as my own companions. That’s right folks, I got the revision blues.
I distract myself with whatever means possible, mostly with this laptop. Anything I can conjure up to do will have a certain element of urgency which means my studying is permanently placed on hold. Feeling parched? A tea break is in order and perhaps spend another ten minutes buttering some toast to go with it. What time is it? Isn’t Hollyoaks on? The fictional world that my dear television delivers is placed well before my own and before I know it it’s time to go to bed.
We have all experienced the annual event of revising. It is perhaps the most soul drenching experience (excuse the dramatization but I have to perk myself up after some draining hours of law) that I know of. You discover that you lose contact with the real world, you become fragile to the fresh air and day light makes your eyes bleed. Your appearence may suffer as well, pale skin and bloodshot eyes is the studious zombie of the night, you’ve been wearing the same items of clothing a week but as time merges into one continual day you fail to realise.
As a contemporary sufferor I feel obliged to help and guide those misfortunate students who feel similar to I, like their sanity is under threat. There are the obvious suggestions on coping with the huge hoards of revision; take regular breaks, go out and get some fresh air, structure information into bite-size chunks. The most significant advice I’d raise above any of these coping strategies is do not, under any circumstance, decide to celebrate a day of hard-core revision with a few drinks in the pub. The mere taste of a frosty beer is the moment of no return. The temptation is too much to resist, the taste of freedom and laughter, relaxation and simpler times. You’ll be whisked away into the land where knowledge isn’t recommended, the whole night will go up in flames and your morning after. So to all you fellow studiers out there, resist!
I would gabble on about the hardships of being a poor and humble student which far more work than time, but I have to go and revise. I suggested you all do the same too.
