Today I had my very last maths class before my end of year exams. It's a pre-tertairy and I'm not sure that I have much faith in my incredible mathematical ability, but yet e vads I'll try.
I seem to have moments sometimes where I just can't work - and I'll become procrastination central. I have to study like a trojan, I'm sure that if I put in the effort I'll be able to get results, but I'm a bit scared. What if my marks aren't high enough? What if I don't do the right subjects for university? what if? what if... It's enough to stress the pants off anyone.
I'm keeping calm, though I'm sure if anyone tried to approach me the day before the exam it would be a whoooole other story. I also have an art exhibition where I'm assessed. But this one doesn't worry me quite so much, because art is much more relaxing than calculus and algebraic modelling.
At any rate, even if things go badly and people don't like my work, then at least at the exhibition opening there'll be wine, so I can only hope the people get way too inebreated and just remark at "all the pretty colours..." as they fall to the floor.
I saw this segment on the Today show this monring about how much stress young people doing end of year exams suffer. I had no idea that in Queensland and the Northern Territory year 12 students don't have to go through external assessment. Makes you want to spit. It's reminiscent of good ol' Gough, "Life wasn't meant to be easy".
Maybe a good plan would be to seclude myself on a warm deserted island so I can concentrate...