When my overly ambitious goal to study ahead of stuvac (study vacation – a classic oxymoron) failed I’ve resorted to gorging on chocolate bars and cramming all night. Opps sorry brain.
It’s minus one week which means, hello panic and goodbye social life however what I’ve noticed is that my fellow peers have all adopted different methods for coping with stress and study.
I find this to be quite interesting, for instance my housemate swears by going into ‘library lockdown’ from sunrise to sunset. Having the attention span of a small puppy I can’t cope with hoards of students, rustling chip packets and clickity typing. I often find myself having a staring competition with my textbook rather than reading and systematically absorbing any course material hence the library is never really a viable option for me.
Last night, in a series of unfortunate/fortunate events, I did in fact end up at the library with my housemate to accommodate a romantic rendezvous dinner in our tiny terrace for the other housemate who didn’t have exams. Given the scope of what needed to be learnt that evening, my housemate and I ran up the road to procure sustenance in the form of fizzy drinks and sweets before heading off to the library. We were committed to furthering our education on a Friday night by banning red wine, boy talk banter and Cards Against Humanity.
Now, deciding where to sit in a library is a big commitment and something that can’t be simply overlooked. To your detriment you may plant yourself next to a distraction and conserve all your energy trying to study whilst tolerating that distraction rather than moving to a safer place (does anyone else do that?). As my housemate and I rediscovered it’s a big effort to find a likable study spot, especially when you have to consider my opinion. That evening I voted against;
- Communal study areas, because every other discipline becomes interesting except the one you’re getting assessed on.
- Computer desks, there’s not enough desk width to neatly arrange my books plus I needed to justify hauling my laptop from home
- Chillout zone in the foyer, one does not simply ‘chill out’ when studying for a 75% torts exam
Anyway, after 20 minutes of soul searching for the ideal study spot we found one and proceeded to place our books, laptop, chocolate bars on the desk. Without hesitation the buzzer rung altering students that the library was closing and to ‘leave the library’. We were being told to leave, which we hastily interpreted to mean no more study…fini, done, dusted. GOODBYE EVERYONE (before we even attempted to open our textbooks)
And so we waltzed past not one but two 24 learning hubs prioritising our mental well being over watching psych lectures and recapping the tort of negligence. We had decided to watch the 8:50pm session of Finding Dory to curb our exhaustion from preparing to study. For the modern student, I can vouch that instant gratification is a curse. Turned out there were only two seats left for Finding Dory but they weren’t side by side (disaster), however we weren’t prepared to wipe out the prospect of being unproductive in the lead up to exams just yet…
At this point it felt a bit like getting to the airport when you arrive late and everything goes wrong, but we had a plan – we decided to take the next flight and watch Mr. Right, a tongue in cheek rom com about two psychopathic lovers. This movie was unexpected and random and my housemate and I walked out of the movie theater completely hysterically and feeling very guilty. Only a hamburger and fries could help me now, so I got that and we walked home among the bustling nightlife of the inner city envying everyone who was exempt from exams.
Before we knew it, Friday was over…
Cue study sirens.