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It's evil. It penetrates your head, attacks your brain. It quells your senses; you slowly turn more and more dull.
You lose contact with friends. You can't go out, because it is present. When you stay in, you are forced to succumb to its evil. It dampens your spirits, ever slowly depressing you into a lifeless rock.
It hurts. Sleep is needed in double the normal quantity. Your eyes are bloodshot, not helped by the ever-present hay-fever.
And when you turn your back, wham! It ends your life. If you ignore it, you will not get far. If you choose to accept it, you will surely perish.
It is: Revision.
You lose contact with friends. You can't go out, because it is present. When you stay in, you are forced to succumb to its evil. It dampens your spirits, ever slowly depressing you into a lifeless rock.
It hurts. Sleep is needed in double the normal quantity. Your eyes are bloodshot, not helped by the ever-present hay-fever.
And when you turn your back, wham! It ends your life. If you ignore it, you will not get far. If you choose to accept it, you will surely perish.
It is: Revision.
Revision?
Me too.
I probably should do some more.
Later...
I probably should do some more.
Later...
Aye, i didnt revise for exams until the A-levels came along.
Just,er,don't do it then. I never do. Exams ain't that hard, especially SATs or GCSES or whatever you're doing.
Nice, sort of.
It's evil. It penetrates your head, attacks your brain. It quells your senses; you slowly turn more and more dull.
You lose contact with friends. You can't go out, because it is present. When you stay in, you are forced to succumb to its evil. It dampens your spirits, ever slowly depressing you into a lifeless rock.
It hurts. Sleep is needed in double the normal quantity. Your eyes are bloodshot, not helped by the ever-present hay-fever.
And when you turn your back, wham! It ends your life. If you ignore it, you will not get far. If you choose to accept it, you will surely perish.
It is: Revision.
You lose contact with friends. You can't go out, because it is present. When you stay in, you are forced to succumb to its evil. It dampens your spirits, ever slowly depressing you into a lifeless rock.
It hurts. Sleep is needed in double the normal quantity. Your eyes are bloodshot, not helped by the ever-present hay-fever.
And when you turn your back, wham! It ends your life. If you ignore it, you will not get far. If you choose to accept it, you will surely perish.
It is: Revision.