Revision For Exams Quotes

This is why the night before an exam is a fine balance between last minute revision, and not allowing yourself to get stressed.

My mind skipped to a sunlit Saturday morning a few months ago when Noah was supposed to be revising for his exams. I caught him looking out the window instead, distracted by a roving butterfly. “Noah, you’re supposed to be studying!” I scolded. He replied languidly, “I am! I’m studying what’s out there.

PUT IT IN PRACTICE: So there you have it: here are four ways to really connect with the way we learn and that we can use every time we revise. Are we doing sad, unhelpful revision or are we doing SAAD revision? S: Are you repeating this revision activity at spaced intervals? Or is this a one-off? A: Are you revising actively? Are you thinking? Or are you just reading? A: Are you associating this new information to knowledge you already have? How can you make links? D: Is this activity desirably difficult? Can you make it more challenging, if necessary?

Another textbook cheerily informs me that ‘It’s quite possible to revise for MRCOG Part One in just six months, with an hour or two’s study every evening.’ It’s one of those phrases that is intended to be reassuring but has the opposite effect, like ‘it’s only a small tumour’ or ‘most of the fire’s been put out already’. I’m not entirely sure where these extra couple of hours a day are going to come from – either I need to give up my frivolous hobby of sleeping or cut out my commute by living in a store cupboard at work. Oh, and my exam’s in four months, not six

I am Hannah fucking Kabbah. I go to the supermarket every week without a shopping list. I once memorised an entire psychology textbook the day before an exam after realising I'd been revising the wrong module for weeks. And guess what? I got an A. I spent the first few years of my professional life keeping multiple toddlers alive. Do you know how hard it is to keep toddlers alive, Ms. Chai Latte? It's really fucking hard. And I was good at it. I do not get things wrong. I do not make mistakes. I do not fuck up FUCKING CHAI LATTES. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME? This is what Hannah thought. But what she said was... Oh. Wait. Shit.

University of Life. Year One - Advance Adventure Playgrounds. Part One Exam - go to the Third World and survive. No revision, interest, intellect or sensitivity required.

The homeless, down-and-outs, misfits, and drug addicts spend many hours in the library, in all libraries. Some go there to check their email, read the newspaper, or just doze. They are hard to miss among the university students revising for exams: men in rags and women with black nails who shout aloud every so often or cough without any attempt to muffle the sound. The library is their kingdom. During the day, readers and junkies cohabit in this neutral, hospitable land. There’s a sort of poetic justice in the fact that those two groups exist in such close proximity in the library, hinting at a strong bond between reading and drug dependency.

Most students conceive studying as a burden and not as a regular activity, so the result piled up concepts with just a month remaining for exams. That being said the stress and frustration that comes along is natural. Thankfully we’ve got a walkthrough which will help you create a perfect and efficient study schedule. So let’s get started. #1 Define your objective #2 Buffer is important #3 Avoid long study hours #4 Productive Breaks #5 Test yourself #6 Re-learn #7 Practice and revision

Imagine life without parties. Imagine life without the thousand things we do, large and small, that give shape to who we are, that give extra meaning and value to people, to occasions, to the way we do things. I guess you can just about imagine living without any little outward signs as to what you were thinking – no hugs and kisses at the start and end of the day, no wave of the hand, no handshakes, no raising of a glass to toast a bride, or a colleague, or an exam passed. I suppose we might, if we tried very hard, be able to organize our lives without special meals on special occasions, without special trips to special places, without all those things that bring colour and depth to our world. We might just manage it. But life would be very dull.

Just as computer science was erecting barriers to entry, medicine—an equally competitive and selective field—was adjusting them. In the late 1960s and early 1970s, dozens of new medical schools opened across the country, and many of the newly created spots went to women. Standardized entry exams also began to change. In 1977, the MCAT, a test for entrance into medical school, was revamped to reduce cultural and social bias. But the game changer was the implementation of Title IX, which prohibits sexual discrimination in educational programs. From then on, if a woman could score high enough on the newly revised MCATs and meet other requirements, med schools could not legally deny her entry, and women poured in. Why wasn’t the same progress being made in computer science? Professor Eric Roberts, now at Stanford, was chairing the computer science department at Wellesley when the department instituted a GPA threshold. Of that period he later wrote, “In the 1970s, students were welcomed eagerly into this new and exciting field. Around 1984, everything changed. Instead of welcoming students, departments began trying to push them away.

*MONDAY MAY 9TH Mrs Thatcher has called a General Election for June 9th! How selfish can you get? Doesn’t she know that the May and early June period is supposed to be kept quiet, while teenagers revise for their exams? How can we study when loudspeakers are blaring out lying promises, day and night, and canvassers are continually knocking on the door, reminding floating voters that it’s ‘make your mind up’ time? It’s all right for her to announce she is going to the country, but some of us can’t afford that luxury.