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everything about this year is so final

like I was just writing my english ext essay and then I realised that this is my last. ever. english ext hand in assessment

all that's left is trials and HSC but like. what the fuck this is my last ever english hand in assessment?? for the rest of my life???? ever???? its so unfathomable I can barely imagine a life outside of school and assessments and constant sleep deprivation

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business reports need to stay away from me like they aren’t real unless i acknowledge them and i refuse to

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me studying for trials: FLASHCARDS STUDY HEAD DOWN WRITE WRITE WRITE PRACTISE MEMORISE ACTIVE RECALL

me the day before the hsc starts: hm i guess i should do a practice paper… but do i really want to though

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spring rains around my favourite study spaces

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you're getting distracted again. focus.

drink a cup of water, tie your hair up, pull on your comfiest clothes, get your desk clean and ready, print out past papers, set your notes out, turn your laptop on, turn off all distractions, take out your stationary, open your books, take a deep breath, and just start.

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Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry c. February 1920

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"I have a deeply hidden and inarticulate desire for something beyond the daily life." -Virginia Woolf.

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Virginia Woolf, The Years

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Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own [originally published 1929]

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Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Vanessa Bell (August 1908)

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~ Augusto Cury

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what studying literature feels like

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what studying literature feels like

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