I have endeavored to spend the remaining days in solemn study, no matter how fruitless it may prove. It is better to be bent on nursing books now than rot my bottom and be baked in the humidity inside that infernal room of ours over some unrelated literature. Besides, it should alleviate my constant thoughts about home and the increasing eagerness about the coming day of my departure.

Five days remain and I feel there is yet so much to be learned. I doubt, however, if any further study is beneficial. It is rather too late. I'm more inclined to rely on my cumulative knowledge now. I have expected to feel slightly apprehensive on the last weeks prior to the examination, but I'm a bit surprised that I'm still somewhat... impassive. I admit though that I have little fear of failing.

Could this be my undoing?

Could it be the antecedent of my forthcoming disappointment?