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lit mock today left me feeling fucking helpless

am convinced there is no way i will get anything above a C

it's always the same, i love lit so much in classes (the good ones anyway) and when i'm writing essays in my own time but that immensity is matched in regret during the three hour paper when my mind shuts itself down under the stress and i struggle to complete two pages of writing per essay (of three) where other students are churning out, easily, twice that or more

to anyone considering h2 lit i can tell you it will be one of the most intense love-hate relationships you step into

she was addressing the cohort as a whole but being able to identify so precisely with what she said disgusted me, i will never forget the instant emotions of understanding and despair when i heard the words, "don't let the fear paralyse you."

what if i never learn? let alone in time for the a levels.



rip lucky i will miss you