End of semester exams
Wow. I think… wait. I think something just happened. What just happened?
I think it was one of those things. You know? When there’s this thing because you have stayed for long enough and then it’s like this special time. Wait, no it’s called something, this certain time, in weeks maybe? Ssss… ssseeeee…. Semester!
So you’ve just survived what has been the worst or best semester of your life. Pick one.
If you chose best, well haven’t you just done well you golden little all-rounder? You’ve made friends, lost bodily fluids and gained good results. And I bet you’ve already started studying and made arrangements for your after-exam celebration.
If you chose worst, well life’s a sh*t sandwich and it’s always lunch time. And the thought of up-coming exams are probably just the salt and pepper. Well the advice I have for you will probably be useful.
For those who are best, I know you want to know what your lesser
counterparts are doing, so you can just pretend you stopped reading, (I
know you still are).
Exams…
Yes, they are depressing. The most important thing is to cram, cram,
cram and cram. But what no one prepares you for is the actual exam
day. Get there and get there early, that way you can find out your
room before all the other assholes in course block your vision.
Prepare yourself for the following tragic events; a coughing fit, a sugar low and boredom.
Buy an interesting pen; preferably with a large feather on the end
that you can wave about as you stroke your ever so important words
across sheets of paper. Perhaps even go to the extent of learning long
hand. (I’m not sure about rules regarding ink wells).
Even if you have to go to Kelly Tarltons and buy one with fish
floating around in it. Do it. It counts as study, you have my
permission.
Secondly, bring water, but make sure your water bottle is big; mega
big. Make sure that it is plain though, so you can decorate it after
you have finished writing. You will need
some kind of canvas to do a portrait of that ever-so-strange
exam monitor.
You are also allowed to bring barley sugars into the exams; think
40-hour famine. Well when you think about it an exam is a famine, a
famine of 3 hours or more of your life (I know that doesn’t make
sense). So bring as much as you like, and make sure everyone can hear
you slowly unwrap each one.
So I hope you take this advice with you into your exams, also
remember to plan something special for your lovely long holidays.
“Why Study For Exams.... Are they not about what you know, not about how much you can cram into your head the night before?”
