I feel like a piece of chewed string. It doesn't matter how much I look at the notes, eventually I realise I am just staring blankly at the page and feeling as though nothing else is going to majestically make its way into my brain, barring miraculous osmosis.
However, in spite of the blankness of my brain, I can't bring myself to surrender and put the books away, I want to fight back and show it who's the boss. Except I just don't feel very bossy right now.
Maybe I will just put it down and surrender to the cricket against West Indies for the day, and I will don my red bandanna and Rambo my way into being more authoritarian tomorrow.....
No retreat - No surrender!