Exams for my core modules starts next week with 2 each day and I only had a serious look at the past year papers moments earlier. Trying very hard not to burst into a sudden panic because I've been too yaya-papaya thinking that there's not much that can be studied, and hence I've studied so little over the sad week I've been stuck in hall.
Panicking because my researches have been so shamefully shallow. Panicking because all the funny theories and terms seems so strange to me. Not to mention now I realise how much I've actually got to memorise instead of just ramble crap that obviously can't escape the scrutinising judgments of these veteran journalists.
This isn't slack leh.
I came to uni giving low importance to studies thinking that its really learning and growing as a person is what's most important. But now with all the crazy hungry ghosts queueing to study at the library everyday from dawn to dawn, the peer pressure's mounting.
And I say "wa piang eh!" as I continue getting my 10 hr sleeps and munch marks&spencer trying to comfort myself that everything's gonna be okay.