The night before finals
- By: Thomas Hanna
10 pm. Begin to panic. Realise I have forgotten a few important topics. Amazed at my lack of legible revision notes and the sheer volume of “to do” notes I have accumulated.
12 pm. Start to fall asleep. Wake up time after time with drool all over my notes and a lovely ring binder indentation on my forehead.
1 am. Get loaded up on caffeine in a desperate attempt to stay alert. Instead, all I get is a nasty tremor, prickly skin, and bounding palpitations. Realise I cannot even remember the millions of mnemonics I have made up, let alone what they stand for.
2 am. The past papers come out and a wave of anxious nausea engulfs my body, with the realisation that I can answer only a few of the questions. Marvel that I never knew five years ago how much I would grow to hate matching extended