The Weekend And Monday...
Well, after work on Saturday, I went down to my brother's and then home to get changed for my brother-in-law's 60th birthday party... which was good fun, and led to my brother & I only coming home at 30'clock on Sunday morning...
And then Sunday was a dead loss... I woke up about 11am, with the intent to spend the day in some last-minute revision and reading of my books for today's exam, but I wasn't finished chapter 1 before I'd fallen asleep again. And that was the pattern for the day... read a chapter, fall asleep, waken up, attempt to read a bit more, fall asleep again... and so on...
And then when night-time came, I had somehow or other managed to fall asleep in a twist at some stage, and my back was absolutely killing me... which meant that if I did manage to drop off, it wasn't for much longer than 45 minutes at a time, before I woke up again in agony... and that's how my night passed. By the time 6am came, I was too scared to try to sleep, in case I overslept and was late for work.
Boss is still away, so it was just me and a hungover Flunky this morning (he'd been playing football at the weekend, and his team lost).
Then came 1pm and time to go to the college for the dreaded exam.
Fucking Hell, it was horrid. I'm being realistic... I know I've failed. There was only one task in it that I have any confidence that I've done right. Other pointers towards my having failed are:
1. I was the last person out of the exam room, and by that stage I had given up... I'd answered all the questions, but I didn't even go back and read them over again.
2. I've not shown enough of my workings, so that will lose me extra marks.
Oh, well... it'll give Boss and Flunky something else to mock me over!
Going to watch "Heroes" now, because Louise told me this is a good 'un!
And then Sunday was a dead loss... I woke up about 11am, with the intent to spend the day in some last-minute revision and reading of my books for today's exam, but I wasn't finished chapter 1 before I'd fallen asleep again. And that was the pattern for the day... read a chapter, fall asleep, waken up, attempt to read a bit more, fall asleep again... and so on...
And then when night-time came, I had somehow or other managed to fall asleep in a twist at some stage, and my back was absolutely killing me... which meant that if I did manage to drop off, it wasn't for much longer than 45 minutes at a time, before I woke up again in agony... and that's how my night passed. By the time 6am came, I was too scared to try to sleep, in case I overslept and was late for work.
Boss is still away, so it was just me and a hungover Flunky this morning (he'd been playing football at the weekend, and his team lost).
Then came 1pm and time to go to the college for the dreaded exam.
Fucking Hell, it was horrid. I'm being realistic... I know I've failed. There was only one task in it that I have any confidence that I've done right. Other pointers towards my having failed are:
1. I was the last person out of the exam room, and by that stage I had given up... I'd answered all the questions, but I didn't even go back and read them over again.
2. I've not shown enough of my workings, so that will lose me extra marks.
Oh, well... it'll give Boss and Flunky something else to mock me over!
Going to watch "Heroes" now, because Louise told me this is a good 'un!
2 comments:
Ally being last out of the room doesn't mean anything..did you ever consider some of the others just rushed through it and maybe they are the ones who failed..?
if you do fail (but lets hope not) can you resit it ?
Yes... that's one consolation.
I'll be able to resit it in December.
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