I guess I'm not made out for the whole phallic sex industry-shiz. Nice coincidence for letting me know that I totally failed at that the day before my oral exam too :( -*** A B IN CREATIVE WRITING WAY TO GO ME -*** but anyway the oral exam was Annie's birthday and she's no longer the innocent studious girl she once originally was because our aim now is to corrupt her with knowledge such as the E.R.!
Oral exam was blah. Blah in an entirely neutral context I think. The night before my exam I was watching tv (again) and completely didn't feel nervous until the next morning when I woke up and watched even more tv before I went for my exam! Then I went on twitter saying that I had swollen lips and jittery nerves.
The examiners were challenging me and I think I had something in my voice that said BRING IT ON BIATCH.
Why on earth would you want to read about my oral exam I don't know but I don't know what else to say.
I finish school in eight days. I think it's kind of at the point where I don't really feel sad or happy because the exams are being annoying. But 8 days 8 days 8 days 8 days 8 days!
I feel like writing capitalized captions to myself
WRITE THE DAMN STATEMENT
GET BETTER IN MATHS OR YOU'LL LOSE OUT THE ONLY CHANCE IN BEING A GOOD DAUGHTER
(this is a bit absurd but maths somehow came in the way)
YOU BETTER SCORE WELL ON YOUR EXAMS OTHERWISE..........
DO NOT SCREW THIS UP CHERIE
48 48 48 48 48
I did this in the beginning of the year and stuck post-it notes on my wall except it was pretty ugly so I took it down but now I have my mid-year results up there - circled, a reminder of my failure :( And another post-it with my horrible maths scores which says FML
YOU BETTER WRITE THAT SHIT PROPERLY ON THURSDAY
so far yet so... far.
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