dreadfulness, go away.
i am suffering from post exams traumas.
dream. nightmare.
today is not the 1st time i woke up with the dreadful feeling of screwing yet another exams up. this time round it was a GP essay and apparently in NUS. i've only scribbled about 5 liners cos i spent the 1st hr and 15 mins packing my bag after my previous paper and going out of exams hall to makan with some frens.
45 mins left. i decided to return to the exam hall, only on realisation the frens i was with had finished writing theirs while i have not even read through the qns. and so i went back.. and the qns were pretty ridiculous:
1) pad for romance (it was a picture of -literally- a folded up sanitary pad, followed by text "for romance". wth.)
2) *blah blah* colourful film
3) *forgot*
4) alternatives of being happy and sad (-_-")
15 mins left. i begin qn 1. yesh. i din think i thought so long to decide on the qn to do but dreams are absurd anyway. on the paper, i went:
*tuck* this is the time of the month again. (and i started to write in chinese.. wtf?)
suddenly it striked me that this is an English module and using asterik (*tuck*) is no-no:
Tuck. This is the time of the month again. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
blah blah.
blah blah blah blah blah blah.....
(erm.. i dunno whats with the tuck in the 1st place.)
5 liners.. and this irritating (faceless) indian came to collect my paper. i was trying to stall time by taking my own sweet time to write my name and matric no., hoping he will go ahead to collect the others 1st but he won't budge.
(reluctantly) i handed in my script. that same dread feeling overwhelmed me, as screwed as programming. then i started to think how this paper (what's the lowest grade? an E?) will affect my CAP tremendously and how programming, fortunately, will not since i S/U it.
Bah! woke up with a palpitating heart. then dreadfulness.
shall not screw up next sem anymore hokay, qimin? MUST NOT.
will blog about the UG outing once i got the photos from darling mq! KTV for 5 hours straight. woohoo~
and i can't sing. =(
mics, pls stay away from me.
45 mins left. i decided to return to the exam hall, only on realisation the frens i was with had finished writing theirs while i have not even read through the qns. and so i went back.. and the qns were pretty ridiculous:
1) pad for romance (it was a picture of -literally- a folded up sanitary pad, followed by text "for romance". wth.)
2) *blah blah* colourful film
3) *forgot*
4) alternatives of being happy and sad (-_-")
15 mins left. i begin qn 1. yesh. i din think i thought so long to decide on the qn to do but dreams are absurd anyway. on the paper, i went:
*tuck* this is the time of the month again. (and i started to write in chinese.. wtf?)
suddenly it striked me that this is an English module and using asterik (*tuck*) is no-no:
Tuck. This is the time of the month again. blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.
blah blah.
blah blah blah blah blah blah.....
(erm.. i dunno whats with the tuck in the 1st place.)
5 liners.. and this irritating (faceless) indian came to collect my paper. i was trying to stall time by taking my own sweet time to write my name and matric no., hoping he will go ahead to collect the others 1st but he won't budge.
(reluctantly) i handed in my script. that same dread feeling overwhelmed me, as screwed as programming. then i started to think how this paper (what's the lowest grade? an E?) will affect my CAP tremendously and how programming, fortunately, will not since i S/U it.
Bah! woke up with a palpitating heart. then dreadfulness.
shall not screw up next sem anymore hokay, qimin? MUST NOT.
will blog about the UG outing once i got the photos from darling mq! KTV for 5 hours straight. woohoo~
and i can't sing. =(
mics, pls stay away from me.
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