an exercise in stereotype (with a moral)
The language student: most often female, carries around a heap of assorted pages, has dozens of pens and pencils poking out of every bag pocket, looks a bit nerdy and very frazzled, especially around the end of term.
The history student: most often male, carries a backpack which looks empty, looks like a sweet hard-rock-nerd or like he’s not even a student, cycles everywhere even in the winter, the end of term makes him frazzled.
The psychology student: is modern, independent, a bit childish, takes up tons of activities and responsibilities, likes talking to everyone, is friendly and helpful to new and lost people, is only frazzled around the end of term.
The management student: looks very grown-up, wears fashionable clothes and accessories, drives to school, goes clubbing on Friday night through Sunday afternoon, has a part-time job, the end of term leaves him/her frazzled.
The law student: looks business-like, carries a serious-looking folder, dresses as though holding a position of attorney at a major law firm already, spends a lot of time studying, but is still very much frazzled at the end of term.
Moral of the story: even though this was my worst exam session as yet, I couldn’t be happier, because today it is over. And I get to go to the theatre tonight, and then chill out for something like eleven days.
And now I’m going to hum along to Tom Lehrer, be proud that I resisted whining about the exams here, and ignore my inner perfectionist who is saying “B+? B plus?! That’s not nearly good enough!”