Been revising for about a week now for my many final exams. It’s not too bad. I do feel a bit stressed but exams don’t really bother me that much. The thing that bothers me is getting to the exam, reading the question and thinking ‘shit..I have no idea what that is’. Hopefully with enough revision, that won’t happen. It’s quite hard to revise when you have no idea what you could be asked. For most of the topics I have no idea how specific they want us to be. The exam questions are usually applied stuff which makes you use the knowledge rather than just memorizing stuff but that’s annoying when my strength is usually memorizing facty things. Obviously it’s easier to learn stuff in context which is why it’s easier to revise by doing exam questions but we don’t have many of them.
In the big scheme of things, it’s a tiny part of my life, I’m lucky to be at uni, I’m quite smart (I like to think) and I’ll come out of the end with a decent degree. I don’t need a particular grade, I don’t really even want to work in psychology but the only thing motivating me is that I want a 2:1 on my CV and not a 2:2. I wont get a 1st. I very much doubt it anyway, I’m not prepared to work that much and my coursework needs to be higher really.
I hope I do well in my dissertation above most other things. It was my own project, I enjoyed writing and I found it really interesting so I really want a justified mark on that.
Aaaahhhhh – sometimes life is quite annoying.
I also went out saturday night for coursemate’s 21st. Went round there for houseparty first. The problem with student parties is that it’s more of a turn up hours late and spent most of the time discussing which bar we’re going to first. Ok I quite like going to pubs and bars but it’s not my favourite thing to do. When people say they are having a houseparty it’s usually much more interesting. Sitting around chatting – usually about facebook, other housemates, mutual friends, etc. Drinking slowly and maybe nibbling and much cheaper than going clubbing or something. I tend to meet more people at houseparties and have more interesting conversations than if we go to the SU or similar bars.
Anyway, that was fun. We joined with another houseparty of another girl of our course and many other connections and mutual friends there. Had a good laugh talking with a girl who I had never met before purely because we tend to sit at opposite ends of the lecture theatre. Went from there to a pub which was too noisy and where it’s difficult to chat and people sort of drifted off so I drifted off home at that point. Sometimes it’s a better night out if you stop at the right time and before you start to get bored… just me.. yeh ok.
So here I am. I’m going into uni in a min to find a textbook. Hopefully they’ll be available and our course are not all revising the same thing at the same time.
Sorry for long (ish) blog. Sometimes I feel better when I’ve blogged a load of crap even if no-one reads it. I’ll read this back in like a year and think ‘what the hell was I talking about?’.