Friday, March 30, 2007
Neurotic Little Brats // Hoops
Maybe by now the iMed blog community already has numerous posts about the fun (yeah, right) stuff that happened today. But I will share my story. It has a twist. I think.
So... *bg music fades*
We had two exams scheduled for today: Chem 14 and Kom 3. But there's the chance that we can get to ditch the Chem finals so we held our breaths until the last minute. Really. Maybe even later than the last minute. I think all the other classes were having the finals already and we were still on our toes, waiting for The Sacred List of the Exempted.
When a list was finally posted, we ran like the neurotic little intarkids that we are towards that specific wall, that specific page. Imagine our dismay when we discovered that it wasn't for our class. Then some people were congregating at the side of another wall like some great miracle was happening. Indeed, a miracle was happening. Most WERE exempted (and I can say that my student number can be really pretty in pink ink). And all the people were having outbursts all around me. I even indulged in a few seconds of pure bliss, just jumping around, shouting, and hugging some frantic friends.
Good thing, though. I didn't study for the Chem finals. Not at all. But of course, some of us did. And they studied by heart. Really. Neurotic little kids.
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And off to the next exam. Because I, too, am a neurotic little kid, I asked my buddy about stuff that were gonna come out for the Kom 2nd dep/finals. Multiple choice + identification (identify the topic of Mr. X). So I really really thought that the exam was gonna breeze through. But no. It's HER. Maybe it's her last way of saying "goodbye." Good riddance.
The exam was a right-minus-wrong true or false. And the questions came from the ex-planet Pluto. And the identification part? "Sa isang table, ilista ang mga masaklaw na layunin at tatlong puntos ng talumpati ng inyong mga kaklase." Or something to that effect. And the other class that was taking the same T/F exam with us only had to remember their topics! The discrepancy! The outrage!
And all of this in just an hour.
Quoting my ugly little friend Cy, "Fota."