I’m a bad student. I just thought I’d get that out there. I’m lazy, prone to excessive and very unnecessary bouts of unrelenting procrastination, and there are times when I feel like I couldn’t give less of a shit. Now, this is all fine, dandy and as angst-ridden as a teenager should be, and it just about got me through high school and college with the grades that I wanted to get into the 7th best university in the country… But now the golden gates of said university are really closing in and with increasing intensity, I’m coming to realise that this time it won’t just be a cakewalk. For instance, I got my first ever C in anything in my first Literature essay (although, unless you are an avid fan of inane waffle – don’t take Literature – it’s wank) and it was a minus.
So New Year, new shit – all that jazz, I’ve decided I’ve got to turn it around pronto. No relying on the worker bees in my seminars to whisper the answers to me after I exaggerate another of life’s ailments that has struck me, or not only ignoring the content of each Reading List, but never getting as far as to even read the list… You know the drill.
Basically, the point of this post is a pseudo-declaration of my pact with myself to actually get my skinny ass into gear and try this term. I need at least a 2:2 to get onto the Fashion Journalism MA course I’ve been eyeing up in London and, despite this only being the first year, I still need to scrape together 40% in each of my three subjects to continue the course next year.
That’s my two cents on it anyway, and I can only hope that you’ll be somewhat inspired/motivated by someone as rubbish as myself and realise that we can turn this year around. Also, quit procrastinating on my blog and get reading… Well, I guess you can spare ten minutes, it is a medium of literature, after all… *Ahem* Time to put the kettle on, fill that teapot and get working on English Language analytical essays.