Exam prep wilting in this heat
Okay. I’m just going to say it. This just plain isn’t fair. I mean, I’m at a genuine disadvantage here. As anybody and everybody knows, the final exams for year twelves around the country are on in the next couple of weeks. It’s a period of high stress, at least three of my friends have had to go on anxiety meds and this girl I know has actually started to have her hair fall out. Can you imagine? It sounds just ghastly. Anyway, nothing quite that severe or health-related has happened to me, thank goodness, but I’m struggling against an impediment of a very different kind.
For some unknown reason, my parents are total hippies who don’t believe in using air conditioning. Brisbane gets up to something like a billion degrees during the summer, and so even though the worst of it hasn’t hit yet, it’s so hot and humid at home that I can barely focus at all. My eyes just glaze over and I feel like I’m slipping against my will into a nap. It’s impossible. How they expect anybody to be able to study effectively under conditions like this I don’t know.
Naturally, I’ve been exploring my options. The most effective solution I’ve found is to go a library in the city, but that prevents its own problems. For one thing, I’ve discovered the constant hum of the air conditioning combined with the flicker of those unnatural fluorescent lights gives me a headache. I’ve even resorted to asking my parents about getting air conditioning repairs in Brisbane, but they’ve been adamant that we can live without them. I mean, of course we can live, but it’s one thing to just survive and another thing completely to succeed. They’re just so selfish. Getting good grades and going to a good uni is something that really matters to me, and they couldn’t give less of a hoot. Honestly, sometimes it feels like they don’t care about me at all.