For the last whole week till today, i had exam. Oh yeah, two months here and they are all set to fry our brains.
The education system, here is definitely higher than hometown. before the test, lects told us the "conditions" that will require us to repeat the year...for my case repeat the year means saying bye bye and kiss my scholarship's ass goodbye. Anyway, its these two things..
=> Fail 3 subjects and above... passing mark is 60
=> Having ANY subject below 30
Lects here can be quite lenient, they give you a retest if you fail...but under 30 means no retest any that means....sayonara my friends, been nice knowing y'all.
And funny thing is the test here is set in such a way that you have just enough time writing them all, but not enough to double check...unless you can write like Olive (STSD) or Tiew Chin Chin(PPKTJ)
And the second funny thing is , you either score like crazy or score like hell...Proud to say that I'd manage to score like crazy for all save for 1...physics. It's ironic since i've always thought physics was my strong point.
Well, for my test we had subject bout waves....equation and such. During exam, I didn't realize that I messed up my equation for question no.1 ...and the following 12 Qs ARE based on the 1st one....Gasp! sheeeeit.......so, needless to say, i screwed up my whole paper. I kinda found that out at the end of exam and manage to change only a few of my answers....then there goes that familiar..."Times up Pants down!" Sigh, beaten by the clock, I surrendered my paper and suddenly became very religious, praying and praying....
D-Day came, couldn't sleep the night earlier, all the time I was thinking what stupid excuse to give my parents, no kidding man, the loneliest nite in my life
...and the next morning, I broke my cup, talk about bad luck...sigh, anyway, guess what my marks is?.....35! my gawd!.....35! another 6 marks, (1 Q bout 6,7 marks) and I'll be back in Malaysia mamak with you guys already! Phew....damn, never in my life i felt so worried for my freakin' future!
Anyway, my friend beside me was nagging away...complaining that he got 67. I gave him one weird look and said...what's up with 67? Don't worry too much Bob, let's celebrate!
haha...ha...hahaha...now, Randy's the happiest guy in the world.
