Smothered in Revision

It's Bank Holiday Monday (yay!!) which unfortunately means I am bogged down with Latin, Maths, Chemistry, RS, Art, History, Physics, French, Biology and TWO PIECES of English Coursework. I might just suffocate. I always hate the end of the first half term in Spring because of EXAMS. AAAAAARGH!!! But this year is horrible, I've got three science modules AND two linear Maths GCSEs and plus all the other end-of-year internals. I live in Revision Ghetto in the suburbs of Good Grades City. I cannot cope. And if I'm so stressed out THIS year, what'll next year be like, with English Lit, English Lang, French, History, Latin, Art, Biology, Chemistry, Physics AND a horrible Additional Maths paper. I might DIE. Actually that would be a good idea, all tragic and literary... Actually no. Not until I've met the love of my life and had a nice time and visited lots more places and gone to Prom. And hopefully got married. And get an AMAZING job in the West End as a costume/set designer or possible actress in a musical, where I will get to wear sparkly costumes and prance about on stange generally enjoying myself. Or an interesting yet boring and not as fun job such as a lawyer or a solicitor or obstetrician, where I will get to wear designer suits and Prada heels if I get lots of money.
On the other hand, walking back from our CCF practice today (we have inspection next week and I'm right hand marker for the Navy, so the Navy follow my marching, and as everybody else follows the Navy marching effectively they're all following me, except sometimes I get confused and fall over) a rather fit boy on his bike asked me very politely if I had the time, to which I dithered and "um"ed and "ah"ed and got my phone out (shocking pink with a diamante charm... oh, the embarrassment!!) to check the time and told him that it was, in fact, five to five. He gave me a nice smile and I learnt that his name was Ben before he cycled off towards Asda. So my gloriously un-flattering CCF kit isn't that un-flattering after all. It just consists of a MAN's shirt, a MAN's trousers, a MAN's jumper, a MAN's tie, a BERET, and a granny hairnet. Such a turn on. I DON'T think. :D
So I really need to get back to my (oh, joy) Chemistry Revision. i hear it calling in that evil, alluring voice.....