~ So it begins... ~ / Tuesday, May 8, 2007
HSC Timetable is out. Dowdell just had to remind me at school today so...fantastic.
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Friday 19th October -
English Adv (Paper 1: Area of Study) 9:20 - 11:30
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Monday 22nd October -
English Adv (Paper 2: Modules) 9:25 - 11:30
Wednesday 24th October -
Chemistry 9:25 - 12:30
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Monday 29th October -
Mathematics Ext 2 9:25 - 12:30
Wednesday 31st October -
Mathematics Ext 1 9:25 - 11:30
Friday 2nd November -
English Ext 1 9:25 - 11:30
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Monday 5th November -
Physics 9:25 - 12:30
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So 7 exams in all. I actually quite like my timetable, even if there is 3 exams in one week.
But Maths isn't such a biggie, so I'm cool with it. (obviously not to some people, so I feel for you if the above criterion applies to you)
What I am displeased with is the fact I only have two days between English and Chemistry, which is simply gay. Why not make it the Thursday or Friday? I'd feel heaps better if I had three days of study rather than two. Again, opinions differ.
Well, my timetable only spans about 17 days, so I'm grateful for that. That would at least mean I can get a good deal of partying done between then and when I'm gone for HK.
Faggotry. Not a term I use often but I feel the use of it now. Utter faggotry.
Onto other results, I have received my 4U and 3U exams back. I'm ashamed of my marks (Disclaimer: some of you would slaughter to get my marks, so if maths makes you feel bad, please ignore the paragraph that follows)
I received 4_/76 in 4U and 4_/61 in 3U. (marks are not revealed as they have not been finalised nor have I scabbed enough marks to deem it worthy to post) I kind of feel dissatisfied. Dissatisfied for having dropped out of the top 20. Dissatisfied for losing to all the Dr. Du tutoring boys AGAIN. Dissatisfied for not even being able to reach my class average. But most of all, dissatisfied because I know I could've done better.
My dad will murder me when he finds out, so I'm just going to hide it for now until I get my other results back. Hopefully I won't do that bad there.
Faggotry. Blatant use of vocabulary that may lessen my rage. Must invent a machine that converts inner rage into will power to work, then patent it before selling it to all Year 12 students. Make millions from it before converting that into a software program compatible with Microsoft and become even richer, doing all that while I complete my medicine degree.
Labels: exams, HSC, medicine, results, stress
/because of my high tolerance.
6:27:00 PM
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