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Monday, April 02, 2007

With only two exams to go, the feeling of the end is overpowering my ability to study and work more. After the English speech, which I messed up a bit, but in the end turned out to be all right, I got back to the boarding house and plonked myself down for History study.

I didn't get anything done, in the end. Not till 2 hours later, when I really started to get things down onto Word, and back up to my brain. I think overall tonight I've done 2.5 hours of study, and yes mum, it's not enough.

I'm feeling very confident about WW1, but not about India. There are people to blame. Firstly, myself - for not listening in class (it's not like it's easy anyway! My teacher is an asshole). Secondly, my teacher, who simply cannot teach Indian history, let alone ANY history for the sake of Year 12s doing their HSC. All she's given us is notes, and just summaries after summaries and so forth. I'm so tired of reading through them, and listening to her read them out loud in class. What's the point right?

Ok, I'm starting to rant, and no, I don't want to do that. I'm going to bed now. My head is spinning and I'm just too angry to function right now.

Tomorrow, I fail my Modern History exam.
Let's hope that bullshitting will grab me a few marks.

Cheers...

& turned on the lights; 18:25

about me.

raelene. rae. roro.
eighteen years.
malaysian.
completed her final year of school at st caths, sydney.
is a musician, photographer and aspiring designer.
loves travelling, art, music, great food, clear blue skies, writing and ice-cream.
enjoys drowning in music, strumming random chords on the guitar, playing tennis,
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