June 28th 2005

[raven]

I no longer possess any mental capacity at all. I can't believe I actually survived it. I got out of bed not having slept, which was a big problem later, and went to school, and found myself in the delightfully bizarre situation of conflicting loyalties. On the one side of the common room, you have people wailing quietly about Politics, and on the other side, about Chemistry. I was torn. It was cross-dimensional wailing.

I did Chemistry first, as it happens. We started late, about ten past nine, and the first paper, strangely enough, was module six. It's multiple choice and I hate it so much. I couldn't do it. I found myself guessing the last few questions because I had no time, and knowing I was getting them all wrong. I loathe that paper. And the one that came after should have been better, but wasn't. For some reason I couldn't remember anything of use; and there was a four mark question on silver nitrate and ethanoyl chloride that I couldn't do and couldn't stop thinking about, so I got distracted from everything else.

Bleh. Big fat disaster. And then at ten past twelve, I got up with the others to go out, reached the threshold and remembered. Good thing I did, because no-one in authority did. They didn't know what to do with me. In the end they said I'd just have to stay where I was until the dyslexics finished. So I sat at one of the desks and watched the clock. I supposed I was very tired by then, and a little inclined to be tearful over how badly it went, so watching minute after precious minute tick away drove me slowly insane. Fifteen minutes later they let me out, let me follow Mrs Peppin into lunch, grab sandwich and then get deposited into careers room. Ten minutes of soggy cheese sandwich, and then back to it. I didn't talk to anyone, as requested.

Mrs Colvin was invigilating for the afternoon session, so I told her about the Chemistry. She said, thoughtfully, "If you hadn't taken such silly subjects..."

"I would venture," I said, watching as she handed me my A-level Politics paper, "that it is just a little bit too late for that."

The first paper was on the judiciary. I knew the stuff, which is always good, and chose the essay on executive dominance of Parliament versus Congressional dominance of the executive. (Broad agreement, brief digression into separation of powers.) The second paper was when it started getting painful. I'd been at it for nearly five hours with only a twenty minute break, so I was getting more and more disinclined to write anything, which is probably why the last essay I wrote, on the broad coalition of the Democrats and the Republicans, was painfully short.

So, in short, I am mostly dead, I have probably fucked up my Chemistry, and my head hurts.

Blaaaargh.

Comments

[gwynnega]

That sounds like no fun at all. But you survived it!

[the-acrobat.livejournal.com]

*hug*
Congratulations on surviving!

[apestaartje.livejournal.com]

Multiple choice exams are the worst. Was it with guesscorrection? Multiple choice exams scare me more than oral exams and I never fill in more than the half. ::hugs::

Exams are evil

[bekkypk.livejournal.com]

Sleep, sleep is good *nods*
xx

[amchau.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

[jacinthsong.livejournal.com]

*wanders in from casirafics*

YOU DODID(!) POLITICS AND CHEMISTRY A-LEVEL TOO OMG. I thought I was the only one.

*faints*

*goes away*

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

zomg. You're kidding! I thought I was the only one! Where have you been the last two years?

*clings to your feet*
*drapes self all over you*

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

And, omg, you're going to Oxford! *clings more*

[jacinthsong.livejournal.com]

*solidarity-hug* Ah, the Tuesday of Four A2 Modules with nobody in school to share the pain with. SO glad it's over. And that I never have to care about sodding vanadium again.

Ooo! Which college? I'm going to do PPE at Wadham if I, y'know, haven't completely fucked up the A-levels.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

*mouth dropping open* PPE at Balliol. Are you a crazy leftie too?

[jacinthsong.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. This is weird. Just a bit, yeah. And that's just round the corner, and omgsopretty! (and with almost as rampantly leftie a reputation as Wadham, hee)

You should join oxfordljmassive. We're nice, honestly.

Mind if I friend you? I wouldn't normally ask first, but I've only really seen you around LJ in new!Who-fandom circles and I only really observe (and squee a bit) there. I swear I don't just want someone to explain the tricky bits of US politics (I did International for the A2, which is shiny) to me in words of one syllable XD

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is weird. But cool, too; I like the idea of going somewhere where I actually know people.

Please do go ahead and friend me, I'm nice. Really. It's good to meet you, 'cause omg, the synchronicity. :)

[jacinthsong.livejournal.com]

Yayness. Getting to know people so you don't feel completely lost in the first week is definitely a good idea :)