Well the dreaded day has finally arrived. Exam time.
I have not been looking forward to this at all. My fingers are bitten down to the bone and I can see the beginning of bags under my eyes (discounting the ones I had already).
My head has been mush this last week worrying over whats going to happen. I have had this vision that I am going to be the only one in the class that doesn't get through. It's been giving me nightmares.
On the work front it has been manic, but still there in the dark recess of my brain, this nagging worry has been lurking.
I went to college this afternoon as per usual but didn't intend staying for very long as the tutor had booked the IT Suite. Past experience has taught me to avoid this at all cost. I didn't fancy spending the afternoon with "Cool" "Random" and "Innit". Come to think of it I haven't seen "Innit" for some time.
I made my excuses and was home for around 14:00 hours. This extra time enabled me to do some cramming before tonight.
Arriving at the college in good time this evening, I decided a visit to the vending machine would be in order. I needed a little something to get me through the evening. Normally this would consist of a bottle of red or two, but I don't think this would have gone down well with the tutor.
The next best thing - CHOCOLATE! I thought this would give me some comfort should I start to lose the will to live at some point during the evening. I then bought a bag of sweets containing loads of E numbers, these might give me an adrenalin rush or make me hyper.
My thought process here was two fold. Being hyped up to the eyeballs might give me an edge and make me sail through the exam without a care in the world. Or, on the other hand, I could just say bollocks to it all and p*** off home. (I think the E numbers are kicking in now as I type this blog as my language is deteriorating rapidly).
Its hard to say how the exam went. We still have the 2nd part to complete next week. There were a couple of purple patches where my mind went totally blank and I managed to get my debits and credits in the wrong order. But my trusty choccy bar came to the rescue and put me back on track.
I can't believe I have another week to get through before we finish the final part. Its just not good for someone my age!
Is it really worth it I ask myself?
Monday, 10 December 2007
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You've been dropping hints about how nervous you've felt about the exam, but I didn't think it would get bad enough for you to resort to e numbers! (Do they work? If so, can you put me in touch with your dealer?)
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