Today was pretty hectic, with maths and english which are the two most important subjects (apart from science, which I have yet to study for). I can feel the guns in my right arm rippling through my jumper, after that tremendous workout, courtesy of the personal trainer William Shakespeare. ==. I should have spent less time trying to make my sort answers sound eloquent and thorough and more time writing my essay. Omfg, there were moments of extreme horror during the Enlgish exam:
After around 45 minutes of trying to fill up all the lines for the short answer section, I glance around thinking that I have a head start with the essay task, and then I glance sideways at Arnav, Lilly and Dicky, and then WTF!!??? They've already written a whole page. The only phrase going through my head was "WtfwtfwtfwwhattheFUCK." (I hate it when I resort to swearing in my head when I KNOW it's not going to make any difference whatsoever. But I do it anyway.)
Ok, so then I start scrawling all over the page at 1000000 words per minute, whilst constantly losing control of the pen and having to scribble out words and replacing them. Then I get to the third paragraph and glacing at the clock, I reassure myself, thinking that I have enough time to write my complete essay... and then...
"Ok everyone one more minute to go!" WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFF??!!!! *heart is vomited out of the mouth*
I swear, my life doesn't need to be cut short just because English teachers don't know how to tell the time on the clock. Go watch some playschool. ==
Anyway, is it just me or do people get cold and clammy, shaking hands after exams?
Why am I even recounting my horrific encounters with exams when I agreed to stick to my no-stress policy?
On a funny note, before the maths exam Mr Egavas was being so funny, I couldn't help cracking up. Like, he kept on yelling out anti-maths funny shit like "Stop shaking, it's not going to change your life, it's only a maths exam!" and stuff in that funny voice of his. And like in the few seconds before the "you may start cue" he was holding up/waving around imaginary checkered flags as if he was the Formula One starter or something. ROFLMAO. That definitely took some of the nerves out of the test, despite not finishing/attempting heaps of questions.
Haha, time for desert.
P.S. we need to stop abandoning this blog. PPS. Some of the drafts in the homepage are pretty good, you should consider posting them up.
.Lynette
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Friday, May 8, 2009
Today was pretty hectic, with maths and english which are the two most important subjects (apart from science, which I have yet to study for). I can feel the guns in my right arm rippling through my jumper, after that tremendous workout, courtesy of the personal trainer William Shakespeare. ==. I should have spent less time trying to make my sort answers sound eloquent and thorough and more time writing my essay. Omfg, there were moments of extreme horror during the Enlgish exam:
After around 45 minutes of trying to fill up all the lines for the short answer section, I glance around thinking that I have a head start with the essay task, and then I glance sideways at Arnav, Lilly and Dicky, and then WTF!!??? They've already written a whole page. The only phrase going through my head was "WtfwtfwtfwwhattheFUCK." (I hate it when I resort to swearing in my head when I KNOW it's not going to make any difference whatsoever. But I do it anyway.)
Ok, so then I start scrawling all over the page at 1000000 words per minute, whilst constantly losing control of the pen and having to scribble out words and replacing them. Then I get to the third paragraph and glacing at the clock, I reassure myself, thinking that I have enough time to write my complete essay... and then...
"Ok everyone one more minute to go!" WTFFFFFFFFFFFFFF??!!!! *heart is vomited out of the mouth*
I swear, my life doesn't need to be cut short just because English teachers don't know how to tell the time on the clock. Go watch some playschool. ==
Anyway, is it just me or do people get cold and clammy, shaking hands after exams?
Why am I even recounting my horrific encounters with exams when I agreed to stick to my no-stress policy?
On a funny note, before the maths exam Mr Egavas was being so funny, I couldn't help cracking up. Like, he kept on yelling out anti-maths funny shit like "Stop shaking, it's not going to change your life, it's only a maths exam!" and stuff in that funny voice of his. And like in the few seconds before the "you may start cue" he was holding up/waving around imaginary checkered flags as if he was the Formula One starter or something. ROFLMAO. That definitely took some of the nerves out of the test, despite not finishing/attempting heaps of questions.
Haha, time for desert.
P.S. we need to stop abandoning this blog. PPS. Some of the drafts in the homepage are pretty good, you should consider posting them up.
.Lynette
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