Watching the Sun go Down

I should be studying. Lord, I know I should be studying. Good little folklorists in training are studying right now-cramming names and dates into their fragmented little noggins in an attempt to make it to the next step of their academic or (heaven forbid!) professional careers.
But I can't do it. I can not sit down with my pages and re-read them and feel like I'm doing anything that's not what I've already done before. I'm just re-hashing it and it's not really getting me anywhere. It's all very----it's all very past tense. Yes, I have the tests to take but if I haven't learned from the readings and the notes and the class discussions and the assignments then why would I suddenly gather this information whilst sitting in my living room or at my desk. If all of the work I've done up until now hasn't put the information into my head then why would a little desperate attempt at learning be just what I need to get to know the material?
I've re-read my notes and will do so a few more times, but really, I'm either cool or screwed. Making myself miserable for the duration until the test is in front of me isn't going to help the situation.
Have mercy on my lazy ass, I just don't have the energy to fight a battle this old anymore. I just want it OVER. Isn't it all over yet? I coulda sworn I'd survived this already. Musta just been a dream I had.