The past few months have been some of the busiest of my life so far. In the last six months alone, I've applied to university, revised, had interviews at universities, revised, got offers from universities, turned eighteen, done a bit more revision and, of course, visited the Harry Potter Studios. It's all been a bit manic and now is no different. With mock exams just one week away and the actual exams looming, life currently seems like just one blur of work. True, that is what I had expected when I enrolled for A-Levels eighteen months ago. However, did I expect to get to the stage when social activities seem a hindrance, this early in the school year? No. It's only February; my first exam is over three months away and I'm already at the stage when doing something as minor as watching TV is affected by the constant feeling of guilt that I'm not working out the coefficient of friction or re-reading 'Frankenstein' for the umpteenth time. I don't mind s...