well probably not a lot but..... Oh well.... here goes
HELLO HERMITS!
Welcome back!
yes we have been extremely mean and absolutely useless, but you must excuse the procrastination that was so masterfully carries out by me after two months of absolute death adn destruction
*cue dramatic background music*
BOARDS
I am so positively sure that the people in Delhi totally want to kill us.
Slowly.
And they are probably the most unfair little shits the universe has the misfortune of bearing up with.
"But Why?" you may ask.
Well, let me give you some context.
So there is this school in my city, which for the sake of anonymity shall be called X.
One or two months before we give our boards, we have to give preliminary examinations, which are a simulation of what teh boards are like. Since board papers are set by highly experienced, many of whom are here in this school as well as a few in mine, there are bound to be a few questions which we might feel are the same.
But what we found out as we came out of the examination hall, after a particularly tricky geography paper, is that our board paper was a 90% COPY of X's geography preliminary examination.
Naturally you may think "But there is no way of the teacher knowing whether or not the paper was copied"
The board is obligated to check the prelim papers of all ICSE schools, to figure out whether there has been such blatant copying or not.
Make of that what you will.
On the whole i think my exams went well.
But here's the catch word.
i think
Honestly, i can hve no way of knowing what gloriously IDIOTIC mistakes i have made in my paper. But can youy believe the gall of this little lump of grey cells inside my head!
As soon as i come out of my exam hall is exactly when my brain starts working over time and the panic rat knaws at my soul. My brain whispers "I think you forgot to mark that question"
"I think you forgot to write this"
"I think you have forgotten to write your roll number"
blah blah blah.
Anyway this is me after that
HELLO HERMITS!
Welcome back!
yes we have been extremely mean and absolutely useless, but you must excuse the procrastination that was so masterfully carries out by me after two months of absolute death adn destruction
*cue dramatic background music*
BOARDS
I am so positively sure that the people in Delhi totally want to kill us.
Slowly.
And they are probably the most unfair little shits the universe has the misfortune of bearing up with.
"But Why?" you may ask.
Well, let me give you some context.
So there is this school in my city, which for the sake of anonymity shall be called X.
One or two months before we give our boards, we have to give preliminary examinations, which are a simulation of what teh boards are like. Since board papers are set by highly experienced, many of whom are here in this school as well as a few in mine, there are bound to be a few questions which we might feel are the same.
But what we found out as we came out of the examination hall, after a particularly tricky geography paper, is that our board paper was a 90% COPY of X's geography preliminary examination.
Naturally you may think "But there is no way of the teacher knowing whether or not the paper was copied"
The board is obligated to check the prelim papers of all ICSE schools, to figure out whether there has been such blatant copying or not.
Make of that what you will.
On the whole i think my exams went well.
But here's the catch word.
i think
Honestly, i can hve no way of knowing what gloriously IDIOTIC mistakes i have made in my paper. But can youy believe the gall of this little lump of grey cells inside my head!
As soon as i come out of my exam hall is exactly when my brain starts working over time and the panic rat knaws at my soul. My brain whispers "I think you forgot to mark that question"
"I think you forgot to write this"
"I think you have forgotten to write your roll number"
blah blah blah.
Anyway this is me after that
*yes i have started wathcing the fourth Doctor. Yes, he is god.*
The shock and horror was enough to make me cry a lot of the times
*Yes op 1 i was being a baby*
Because, you expectso much from yourself, put up your expectations infront of yourself and tehn hope for the best, only to be smacked in teh face by fate
It's cruel.
It's a nightmare.
My math paper felt like such a failure, that i dont even know how i managed to get through geography. And i didnt sleep before the Chemistry exam, cause i couldnt get any.
I went absolutely mental. You would believe that i proabbly didnt get any good sleep before math. On teh contrary that was the exam before which i slept the best.
It was bad.
Anyway.
That's why after the exams i began to binge watch Classic Who and tries to stay away from people. Everytime i open the window to watch Doctor Who, i feel so goddamn guilty, like it's the shows fault. Maybe it is, maybe it isnt. There is definitely no way in which i can find out, because hey, you dont have a guage for whether you could have worked harder, or whether that is the ebst you could have done. I felt i pratcised okay, it was simply teh nerves that got me.
Fear makes companions of us all.
I hate that, I hate that SO much.
I hate that, I hate that SO much.
I hope that any other subject would hopefully be my saving grace.
Sometimes, it's not your own epxectations that make you feel worse. It's others hopes, and expectations.
When people say things like "Oh you are smart" and when you arent ableto deliver, you feel like such a fraud, and live in this mini identity crisis. It almost feels like mockery after a while.
well so those have been the thoughts raving aorund my head for quite a while
On the up side, i got admission into this really good school. It has the IB board, and i really cant wait to start!
And i am going to the UK!
YAY!
*small jig*
Seriously, i have a holiday of like three months and i am going to be there for like one and a half, so i am really glad about that.
Anyway,
It's pretty late here, i should be off
See ya hermits :)
Be Cool
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