The worst part is, sometimes I find I'm not feeling enough stress to be able to keep up with the revision demands expected of me, with the amount of material there is to cover. Perhaps I really need to pile on pressure to make myself work.

Then again, after a while, you realise the pressure is real.

Like everyone else, can't wait for all this to be over. I can't do this kind of studying, rote and mundane, yet do it I must. I suppose, at the same time, I have a lot to look forward to once the exams are done... For one, the girl finishes off her job at around the same time, and I'm glad she is. Noxious work environments aren't good for anyone, but her most of all. 

And to you, who has been so helpful, supportive, and understanding during this period, even in the midst of your own struggles, thank you. Thank you for the late nights, the morning coffees, and the warm company; the tight embraces, and soft kisses. You've given me a reason. Thank you, for you.

Back to the books. 6 days left to exams, and 10 to liberation.