Trials of Post-Exam Uselessness
It's been one week since I finished my last second year university exam. That's only 7 days, but it's also 168 hours, which is also 10,080 minutes and somehow, although it is true to say it's only been a week, I feel like my summer is already slipping away from me.
Routine is my saviour when it comes to exam season. Take this year for example, if I wasn't in uni 9 - 4, making and eating tea and treating myself to Reign (or some other show I've watched a million times) on Netflix 4 - 6.30 before sitting in the living room revising on my whiteboard until 10 with Morgan, that's it my day was a write-off. But now that my routine has disappeared and the lie-ins and nights out have begun, I can't help but hate the fact it's 2.46pm and I'm still in bed after having spent the morning eating left-over crisps and chocolate from yesterday's barbecue.
My intentions of spending everyday after exams going somewhere or doing something so that I'm not wasting time, whether that was to the beach or the nearest random Stately Home have been, in true British fashion, ruined by the overcast and grey weather. So what now? As I lie here surrounded by Doritos I've well and truly reached a predicament. After being in a routine for 7 weeks that involved some tasks that are comparable to watching paint dry (if you saw me with my huge whiteboard you'll know), I feel as though I'm wasting this new found freedom from deadlines for 3 months.
I know that I'm definitely not alone, as much as students across the country try to convince themselves they're obsessed with doing absolutely nothing, I know that every single one gets a little bit excited at the prospect of going back to uni in late September, even if that means the return of deadlines. But three months is a long time and I think I owe it to myself to sit in bed until 5pm eating nothing but rubbish for just one day, or maybe a few more because exams are stressful and sometimes you just need to appreciate doing nothing.
So for the next quarter of a year, I vow to give myself days to just do nothing, to not be productive and to just enjoy having a free day because I deserve it and you're not convincing me otherwise.
Routine is my saviour when it comes to exam season. Take this year for example, if I wasn't in uni 9 - 4, making and eating tea and treating myself to Reign (or some other show I've watched a million times) on Netflix 4 - 6.30 before sitting in the living room revising on my whiteboard until 10 with Morgan, that's it my day was a write-off. But now that my routine has disappeared and the lie-ins and nights out have begun, I can't help but hate the fact it's 2.46pm and I'm still in bed after having spent the morning eating left-over crisps and chocolate from yesterday's barbecue.
My intentions of spending everyday after exams going somewhere or doing something so that I'm not wasting time, whether that was to the beach or the nearest random Stately Home have been, in true British fashion, ruined by the overcast and grey weather. So what now? As I lie here surrounded by Doritos I've well and truly reached a predicament. After being in a routine for 7 weeks that involved some tasks that are comparable to watching paint dry (if you saw me with my huge whiteboard you'll know), I feel as though I'm wasting this new found freedom from deadlines for 3 months.
I know that I'm definitely not alone, as much as students across the country try to convince themselves they're obsessed with doing absolutely nothing, I know that every single one gets a little bit excited at the prospect of going back to uni in late September, even if that means the return of deadlines. But three months is a long time and I think I owe it to myself to sit in bed until 5pm eating nothing but rubbish for just one day, or maybe a few more because exams are stressful and sometimes you just need to appreciate doing nothing.
So for the next quarter of a year, I vow to give myself days to just do nothing, to not be productive and to just enjoy having a free day because I deserve it and you're not convincing me otherwise.
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