Christmas is that reflective time of year. A time to think back on 2011. My year 9 School year. Right now I'm going to reflect upon the last week. The VERY last week. EXAM WEEK.
I don't really study for exams. I study in class, but at home I do whatever else it is that I do (but I can assure you 100% that its not studying)
So day 1/3 in exam week I turn up pretty pleased with myself, I like exams.
Pretty soon it turns out that the rest of the school doesn't.
So I make my way down to the place where we must wait to enter the exam room and I find my friends in various stages of panic/stressful-ness:
Case 1. (From Left people, we go from left): Is called 'BLIND' Blind being when you are very focused on that last minute revision, so focused that you cannot attempt to walk without triggering a mass-explosion and require someone to guide you.
Case 2. 'REMEMBER' Remember is when you are trying to remember important information or memorize quotes (Our first test was english) While on your way to an exam. You don't let other people talk to you while you do this. Be warned 'REMEMBER' can sometimes transform into AGRO (not listed)
Case 3. 'WAITING' Generally case three people have got it down. They can't be bothered fussing over the exam (either because they don't care or they're pretty cool with the subject) This means they'll be more efficient all morning, causing them to get places faster and wait for their friends to catch up.
Case 4. 'ASK' Case four people often wander around getting reassurance from others, they feel prepared but not prepared at the same time. Ask people act like yoyo's all morning
Case 5. 'HELP' These people help, they assist and chat. People in case five can easily evolve to case four if there is no one else around.
Case 6. 'PLOTTING' These people have had their exam cheat sheet mapped out from the beginning of term, the feel giddily superior to all the case 1, 2 and 4 people as they have a safety escape. Can be spotted by the look of cunning in their eyes, the tell-tale 'I got away with it' smile or writing on their skin. (In the case of this particular Exam day the case six girl had it on her legs)
And these were my friends. I think I would have been a case 3 or 5.
In the exam room we had to write an english essay. I became bored. Very quickly:
This exam was stupid. I also had the wonderful luck of sitting at the very back of the room. I don't even know if it was lucky. But its a detail I thought you should know. Anyway I became very bored.
So I left.
Well, I didn't really leave. But most of the time my mind just drifted and I sat there tapping my pencil. Then a teacher would give me a look and I would stare somewhere else. Teachers have an obsession with variety. You need lots of it apparently. If your going to stare, stare in 5 different places over the space of 30 minutes. Not in the one spot. PICKY.
Day two was really hot. Somehow three of us ended up squatting on the ground.
It was a little odd because we were in a crowd of 200 other year 9's but it was so much cooler down there. So we squatted in a crowd as we prepared with mini convos for our next exam.
So at some point I would finish my exam. Sometimes before time was up. I felt like pure AWESOMENESS
Its was a great moment.
And then it would die, and I would become bored.
So my imagination would take hold and this sort of thing would happen right in the exam room:
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'SUP!?'
*ignore the unicorn*
'But I'm an awesome unicorn!?'
*The events pictured below occur* |
I interrupted so many exams after that. On day three it was really hard to ignore that unicorn. it would just slide its head into my vision ......'sup?'...... and then after ten minutes ......'NEIGH!!!!'
It was VERY distracting.
I nearly trampled someone. Twice.
During day three, but in fact this happen EVERY EXAM (because of my unfortunate position at the back) Teachers would walk past or behind my desk and then just stand there. It was IMPOSSIBLE TO CONCENTRATE
Like this: 'Oh hey. I'm just gonna stand behind your desk and discreetly peer at your work. Is that okay?'
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No. It is not.
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But during my time spent in exams I came up with the perfect reaction 'Hey, how about I put a bomb in your suit, is that okay?'
Thats what I thought.
And so that was my Exam week, I forgot to bring my drink bottle to exams. It sent me a postcard but refused to give away its location:
Its a crappy drawing, I'm sorry. Oh well
And that dear reader is my Christmas-time reflection on the ending of year nine. but more specifically EXAM WEEK
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! XOXOX
