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The title of this post is pretty self-explanatory, aiming to describe my Christmas.
I haven't particularly enjoyed Christmas for the past few years, mostly because I am older and it's never so much fun as when you're a child. At least I get to relax though from the 'pressures' of working life. This Christmas there wasn't even room for that though as I was faced with three assessment deadlines in January, the first of which was on the 4th. Two of these assessments were group presentations (mentioned in my previous post) and whilst, once upon a time, these used to fill me with dread, I wasn't concerned about these assessments in the slightest (well, maybe a little). My biggest worry was an exam for the module Working with Information. There were two reasons for my concern: firstly, I am not very good at exams; secondly, it is a ruddy difficult subject.
I am used to writing essays about literature so moving on to a different assessment type on strange computer-mathematical-science 'stuff' was daunting. I spent the whole of my Christmas break (except New Year's Eve and New Year's Day) revising for it. Even Christmas Day. The snow set me back, forcing me to go to work on my two days off as other members of staff couldn't get in. I spent a lot more time revising for this exam because I thought it would be more time-consuming for me to learn a whole module's worth of information than three to four minute scripts for the presentations.
The three-hour exam was sat on January 11th and it wasn't so frightening as I had imagined. Except for the first question which was on logic and set theory, which I'm not very hot on, all of the questions made sense to me and I was able to answer them all without getting stuck. I just have to wait and see whether I managed to earn at least 50% (fingers crossed).
Now, I have nothing to do until term two starts, which is actually next week. There is no inter-semester break, which I am not best pleased about. I would very much like a rest but I don't think I shall be getting one. There are, of course, five days before lectures start again so I shall make the most of those by drinking, eating, shopping and sleeping. A good plan, I think.
