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Wednesday, June 25, 2008 10:59 pm

so far.

I should be happy that the Mid-Years are drawing to a close. But honestly, I find little joy.
I mean, I kinda feel cheated? A good 70% of the holidays dedicated to doing practices, learning concepts, doing revision didn't pay off. How do I know? Well I just do.

Day 1: The Biology was a disaster. I mean, I don't know what got into me on that day. I made careless errors, really costly ones. And I was crapping my way through the photosynthesis and respiration questions. I think the only comfort I can seek is from the question about the nervous system; but then again, I am not even sure how I would fare for that question. The essay was moderately okay. I think it's probably an act of benevolence on the part of the setter. She or he probably knows that this poor fellow has got so many marks deducted that the essay could do some cheering up.

Day 2: GP was as usual. I have got nothing to say about it. I am just praying-to no one or superior being in particular just an analogy- hard that my summary doesn't receive another 0.5/8 and I can pass my AQ this time. I really put in the effort to do the summary this time. The composition was disappointing. Well, I can't exactly blame my brain. After all, the holidays was catered to the sciences and economics. There was hardly any room left for GP unless you count reading the newspapers which I don't even do diligently these days cause frankly, the articles are so...you know.
Economics was a complete fucked up. My essays are probably gonna be a breeze to mark with all the crosses or otherwise irrelevant points. I think economics is fun; you need an acquired taste that is. I mean, if you can grasp the concepts, you can actually see the light at the end of the tunnel. But the paper? Gosh. Even a thousand lights couldn't save me. I rather a beam just descend from up above and teleport me to somewhere peaceful. Doing the paper was like going to war. The enemies have all the nifty weaponry and all you have is probably a coconut and a few spears.

Day 3: Mathematics was seriously the saddest thing that happened to me so far. It used to be a pet favorite although it could be a dick now and then. But overall, it was really a cool subject. There is no ambiguity. There is no grey zone. You either get it right or wrong; I hate ambiguities for that matter. And so, this brings me to the point about today's paper. It was really a test of your, mine for that matter, grit, patience, luck and concentration. The setter has this sadistic way of placing the questions such that the complicated and fuck up ones are interspersed with those that are relatively 'do-able'. What the fuck was his problem in clumping the tough ones in the centre of the paper and placing the easy ones at the back? And the term easy is an over-statement. It still required plenty of twisting and turning of the brain to get the general idea. Summation was unexpectedly okay. Parametrics was a complete shit hole. How the fuck am I suppose to come up with two parametric equations that allow me to draw a fucking circle? That was seriously the point during the course of the examination when I felt like shouting fuck. It was even harder than the HCI paper for crying out loud.

Day 4: that is tomorrow. Honestly, I am gonna put my entire tokens in this chemistry. Chemistry is...I don't know. I can do well at home but don't seem to be able to perform in school exams. Retarded huh? Fuck.
I told Victoria that I actually wanted to retake the whole mid-years. No matter if they changed the paper. I just wanna retake it. Cause as much as I dislike my parents for their un-understanding attitude towards my studies-they think it's so bloody easy- I still need to devise an explanation towards my horrid performance. I am actually thinking of hiding my result script and forging the signature. Ha.
if midyears were already so bad. What about promos?
Gosh.


this used to be a funhouse. But now it’s full of evil clowns.