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Making the most of the week. (What's left of it anyway)!

As the titles suggests, I'm currently making the most of the rest of the week. Why? Because next week I've decided the hard work starts. The first of my exams is very soon (the 12th of may). This is my first RS (religious studies) exam. I'm actually feeling strangely confident about it. After seeing a few past paper questions it just looks as if it consists of learning a ton of information and then just regurgitating that information in the exam. Although this is the first of my exams, I don't have another exam until the end of may/beginning of June, which means I have roughly 4 weeks to revise incredibly hard. I'm not looking forward to it, but I'm just working all of the hard work is going to pay off.

Another reason I'm making the most of the week is because all of my revision (or 80% of it) is going to be maths revision. It's not too bad but it gets terribly dull. Especially after repeatedly doing the same sort of question. I enjoy maths, but GCSE maths can be such a drag sometimes. Most of it isn't even particularly difficult, just tedious. I've set myself the challenge of doing every past paper question set over the last 5 - 6 years. Like I said, it's going to be a hard tedious slog, but I'm just hoping it's all going to be worth it, and that all the revision I'm planning to do is going to pay off.

The other thing which is making the prospect of all this revision even worse is English literature. I absolutely hate and despise English literature with a passion. I think the worst thing about it is the impossibility of being able to revise it. It's practically impossible. I mean, these exams could ask me anything about these poems and books. I suppose I'm just going to revise all the texts and hope for the best. English Literature is most definitely the exam I'm dreading most, shortly followed by English language, which is a 135 minute beast of an exam. (that's over 2 hours)!

The exam I'm possibly looking forward to most (if it's even possible to "look forward" to an exam) is maths. I genuinely do enjoy maths. Yes, the revision can get incredibly boring and soul-destroying, but when it comes down to it, it's probably my "favourite" exam out of all the exams I'm sitting this year. (English.English Literature, Maths, Religious studies). Also, It's probably a good thing I enjoy maths, as preferably I'd like an A* in it. I think I'll manage to get an A this year, but may need to retake to get an A*. I need an A*, because in an ideal world I want to be able to take both maths and further maths when it gets to the point where I have to choose on my A-levels. I don't know what other A-levels I want to take, but they're probably going to be science based, so and A* in maths will definitely be beneficial to me.

Anyway. That brings me to the end of this blog, so I'm going to go and enjoy the rest of the weekend. Catch you later!

Lessons Learned From Day 3 of Being a Temporary Stay-at-Home Dad

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We're now in the home stretch! My wife's plane will land in about 24 hours, and I'll be able to regain my position as weird guy that leaves the house for half the day and then tickles the kids (and sometimes the wife) when he gets home. Please forgive any typos in today's post. I'm currently suffering from an extreme case of sleep deprivation which I'll talk all about in the failures section. I'm not 100% sure my keyboard is even plugged in at the moment.

Archive: Day 1, Day 2

What I Learned

Little Dude Really Likes Bacon - I kind of new this because he's the only one in the house besides me that will eat it, but I was surprised by the extent. I made pancakes and bacon for dinner last night, and he was excited because he got to help. I set the bacon down on the table and then went to get the pancakes. By the time I got back 30 seconds later, he had already eaten two pieces and two other pieces were sitting on his plate...I only made five pieces.

He's Not Actually Asleep - After he went to bed, I took care of a few things around the house. Finishing those, I went to check on him and saw that he was sleeping in the completely peaceful and adorable way that he has. Therefore, I sat down on the couch to watch a little television. I was about 20 minutes into the show when I happened to look over my shoulder and see him sitting at the top of the stairs watching with me. Since I happened to be watching It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, I think there's about to be a lot more words that I'm going to have to explain to his mother.

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