With the EYAs coming up instead of a sense of panic like so many of us seem to be facing what I'm getting is instead a sense of calm (and resignation?)-- wouldn't say I'm particularly prepared for the papers (or likely will be) but it's the last papers. More than anything what this year has brought for me academically (amongst panicking for math papers, every single time) is a realisation of where my passion and source of joy lies, and a heightened appreciation of academia (even bio!! bio!!).
And amidst all this exam preparation I think the thing that has been constantly nagging at all of us is that we have so few actual lessons left (TWO DAYS MORE) (WHY) and we've been so incredibly lucky to have such great teachers this year, they're so utterly under-appreciated. I don't quite know how to feel about having our last lessons in this school and the general prospect of everything being our last. Everything is winding down now, and as much as I'm incredibly excited for options and post-EYAs, it's terrifying to see everything slipping away so quickly. Nothing left to do I guess, but try to treasure whatever time we have left together.
