trente et un: trop d'examens.

Seriously, I'm only a third of the way through my exams, and only two weeks away from hometime and summer, but I'm incredibly fed up. The problem is, now is the time when I've actually quite got into uni and I'm wanting to make plans, but everyone apart from me likes to revise in the evenings and at night and therefore people don't really want to get out of their rooms at the moment. Which is what I'm becoming obsessed with. My room used to be a refuge from my routine of classes, in which I could get work done and then chill out afterwards. Now it's become a claustrophobic prison where I'm constantly faced with the terrors of revision and boredom. Or l'ennui as Baudelaire aptly puts it

I'm actually dreading my next exam. 2 more weeks, just 2 more weeks

On a more positive note, me and Emily are hoping to organise a trip to France this summer, not only because I need to practise some French, but also because it'll be nice to have a holiday with my best friend. We're thinking Bordeaux, yet it's very difficult to organise as of yet due to my being here, freaking out about exams, and her having finished her first year of uni and starting to enjoy summer. I know I started quite late here at Warwick (i.e. beginning of October) and we've had our fair share of holidays too, but I'm just so ready for summer to begin now, and seeing all of my friends finishing exams and things just makes me feel nauseatingly envious.

It's surprising how tired you can get after not doing much all day apart from analysing poetry and revising French grammar, but mental exertion is the worst

I'm ready for shorts, sunnies, sangria, my back garden and a good book. And more picnics please, mine and Martin's when I went home last week was wonderful, I hope the weather keeps up the good work