After five weeks' revising, Rosie Perrett has left behind her world of flashcards, mind-maps and sticky notes. She has finished her exams and her second year at Liverpool.
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I officially finished lectures on April 29 and the following weekend was at a friend's 21st birthday, which we spent at Newmarket races before the real hard work began.
The first two consolidation weeks I spent at university. The vet school put on revision lectures, which gave us a chance to cover our dissections again from the past year, also known as the ‘NSF (normal structure and function) mash-up’. The mash-up was three hours and included all the material covered in dissections, as well as some smaller practicals associated with the anatomy of the animal, such as the eye and lungs. It was unbelievably helpful as trying to review specimen material from a book doesn't have the same learning impact as seeing it for real, and it helped to consolidate the information we'd already learnt and apply it. However, by the afternoon we were all so exhausted and mentally drained that revision was at a much slower pace than anticipated.
During these weeks I made sure I got out of the house at least once every day, especially when we weren't due to go into university. Fortunately, my house in Liverpool is a two-minute walk from a park and a lake, so every day I spent 40 minutes sitting by the lake reading a book. It almost felt like being on holiday as the weather was so good, yet 40 minutes later I was back at my desk revising.⇓
The revision week immediately before exams I spent at home. I think that if I had spent another week sat at my university desk, I would have gone insane, so I went home for a change of scenery, quiet countryside, tea on tap and dinner cooked for me . . . everything my life in Liverpool isn't. By the end of the week I felt like I had imprinted myself on the seat at the kitchen table and become part of the furniture. I didn't really feel part of normal day-to-day life; instead I just focused on revising and trying to cover as many of my notes as possible. Mum had to remind me that revising for 12 hours a day wasn't possible and wasn't particularly healthy either. I may have felt more robot than human, but I'm still glad I went home.
The exams were spread over two weeks, which unfortunately meant I spent my birthday taking one exam and then revising for one the following day. At school my birthday regularly fell in the half term, but for the past three years I've been revising, although this was the first year since my maths GCSE that I was actually sitting an exam. We celebrated briefly in the evening with a barbeque before we started revising and since I've been home I've managed to celebrate it with home friends and family.
The exams went okay; however, they are very difficult to gauge and I don't think I'll really know how they went until the results are released.