And so it begins....

I've just returned from my first session in the library completely dedicated to revision....and so the boredom/stress/torment of the next month begins. Revision, as Marina so wonderfully put it on facebook earler "revision is Hitler’s and Stalin’s manbaby". This, unfortuanately, is far too true, especially as I have the wonderous job of revising both of these fantastic men, in far too deep a detail.

There are a number of things getting me through this truely hellish experience:

1. The awful weather - makes it so much easier to be stuck indoors
2. My annoying housemates who insist on having the TV up far too loud even when I've asked them to turn it down
3. Again, my housemates and them not doing their washing up, therefore making the house smell
4. Two of my housemates constantly having sex in their room, and as the walls are pretty thin, the ENTIRE house can hear them
   
5. GLASTONBURY!!!!
6. And going home and seeing my friends

So yeah, at times, the library is the better place. And I love that our library is 24 hours so that when I get the sudden urge to start working at, say, 10 o'clock, it's still open and I can work till i literally collapse at 4 in the morning.

Talking of collapsing, last night the weirdest thing happened. I was doing some reading for my seminar this morning, reading about the causes of the First World War, when i decided just to rest my eyes for a few minutes as i was pretty tired. Next thing I know, I wake up at 2 in the morning, my reading stuck to my face, my body in some weird curled up position, and a bloody sore crick in my neck. I peeled my reading off my face, threw all my books and crap on the floor, and fell asleep again. My friend phoned and texted me not long after, which i slept through. If i get a text, my phone literally goes off and vibrates every 10 seconds, but i slept through this. My 3 alarms went of at 7.30 which i completely slept through, and therefore missed my seminar this morning. I didnt wake up until 12pm. In that time, my phone had been vibrating and ringing as my course mates tried to see if i was alive, my housemates went to lectures (slamming the front door as they did), they'd made breakfast, had showers, watch tv, and (according to them) made quite a bit of racket. I'd slept through all this. I've never done this before. So i woke up, not having a clue where everyone was or why i'd slept so late!
Talking of sleeping, I'm gonna go watch a DVD and have an early one so that i can be up bright and early tomorrow to get an entire day of revision done!

And the countdown begins: 40 days till Glastonbury!!!

And 48 days till I'm back in Jersey.

That's whats getting me through revision!