Exam periods are a whore cos it means you're supposed to be buried under your books alive, have no social life, be in a daze from the excruciatingly massive amount of knowledge cramped into the tiny brain, and lost appetite from the constant waves of stress.

Well, you're supposed to.

But here I am, leisurely looking at recipes on the web, dreaming of what to do after the exams, half-heartedly giving HG801 a go and pretty well-fed now.

If that isn't a recipe for disastrous grades, I don't know what else is.