So I just realised I've been studying the wrong way for my literature exams all these while.
>:<
On one hand, I'm fucking pissed at myself for forgetting that the final essays for that stupid module will only be based on that two texts so I shouldn't have wasted my damn time studying the other fucking poems.
On the other hand, what the fuck man, it's not like I knew what I was fucking doing either. I don't even know how to study for a literature exam. Am I supposed to memorise the text? Am I supposed to offer my own interpretation? What the fuck man? Why the hell did I think it was such a fucking good idea to take literature in university when I haven't studied it in 6 damn years? WHAT THE HELL WAS I THINKING?
And I'm trying hard not to panic right now cause I know I don't have enough time to focus on the other texts but I just can't stop thinking about it and my mind is in an utter state of chaos now I kid you not.
Like fuck this shit man. Seriously. I'm trying hard to be all positive with all the rainbows and sunshine but sometimes it's just a little too much, y'know? I have to pretend to know what I'm doing 100% of the time when I actually fucking don't.
And when I share it with others, they think I'm being stupid cause they seem to have the utmost faith in me that I'll succeed academically no matter what I do cause my damn brain looks exams wired to them.
They don't know that I regret taking literature every damn time I read it and struggling to find something interesting about it is just driving me nuts.
Stop saying it's exam stress.
I know exam stress and this ain't anything like it, okay? Transferred from vet tech to literature and now I'm thinking that's probably the dumbest idea I ever had.
GOOD JOB AMELIA. This is what happens when you don't think before you act.
Wtf man. I'm gonna fail my exams and that fucking upsets me cause I'm going to be that loser that still fails her exams despite fucking trying.
GOOD JOB GOOD JOB. *claps* *claps*
My life is fucking hilarious.
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