It’s all just a little bit of history repeating

Or, history revising, really. That’s what I’ve been doing for what seems like the last YEAR now, and in fact, it has been about a year. Only, I kinda stopped reading for a few months, and now? Now I pay the price. I pay the price in sleepless nights and teary eyes (from reading so much, and from realising that I’ll never ever remember all of this – we’re talking 300 years of European and American history!).

Here’s what my day today looks like:
10:00 – get out of bed, plus yell at cats outside for disturbing my snoozing. Honestly!
10:15 – start up computer, continue taking notes before my brother wakes up and needs the book I’m taking notes from.
11:30 – breakfast/lunch. I’m thinking french toast.
12:00 – 21:45 – more reading! Go through notes, skim the Norwegian history book (already read it properly), read Wikipedia articles. Maybe have dinner somewhere in between.
21:45-22:30 – Desperate Housewives. Come on, I need some kind of break here. However, if I fail to get through what I need to get through, I will have to skip DH and watch the rerun on Saturday.
22:30-01:30 – READ READ READ PANIC PANIC.
01:30-06:00 – Try to sleep. Pray that the cats don’t get it on outside the bedroom window again. They’re not even our cats, why should they get to do it on our lawn?

And then tomorrow morning I will get up, PANIC, READ, and then take the bus not up to campus as I had thought, but NO, downtown, to sit my exam and hopefully be asked about something I know, which at this point in time I have no idea what would be. Maybe Napoleon. Or ok, maybe the French Revolution. Maybe both, because then I should have enough to work with to actually write 5-6 pages.

Did I tell you, by the way, that I think I did it this time with the Ancient/Medieval history exam? Third time lucky! I hope.

And to my own defense here, I will have to say that I failed the first time because I hadn’t studied, mostly because the exam was 5 days after my wedding, and also because I was kinda preoccupied with the crisis that had hit our personal economy. Then the second time, I failed because I misinterpreted the question. I still think I wrote a hella good essay though.