Yesterday evening, at any rate. Needed to walk off the funk of the two written papers, and truth be told, I couldn’t really settle down to study at any rate. Too tired, too drained, too… sick of this.
And apologies beforehand if this sounds repetitive. I think I’m parroting myself a bit from yesterday ahahahaha…
Twenty essays in three hundred minutes [five hours, to make life easier]. Second time I’ve done this. And it feels worse than last year, more or less. Questions asked were more general, far ranging and painful. Most of my cohort concurs. We’ve concluded we’re all dead men, the vivas are just there for a joke, and if we do pass it’s cuz they’re moderating so they get a certain percentage.