Trilingual Entry

試験はおわないさ。。。

看到趙靈兒的icon, 真令人想買仙劍奇俠傳2…

Of course, I might have screw up my spelling/grammar on the two phrases above. I’m willing to take the flame on the ground that I haven’t used these two languages in awhile and I need an excuse for not beating myself up after screwing up two of my finals so triumphantly.

One final starts at 8:00 am in the morning, and it’s a class where I rarely attended lecture and a good chunk of the grade depends on the finals. So I thought, waking up at 5 and studying should be reasonable, except… there’s this one thing about the alarm clock from that gets me every time, is that only one tiny dot indicates whether the alarm is on, and the knob for setting the alarm is the sliding type that is really hard to see and every morning you’ll have to switch it off to turn off the alarm, so chances are I usually forget to set the alarm before I got to sleep.

So, I woke up at 7:45 this morning. And don’t forget folks, it’s peak morning traffic hour on the 405 at this time. Luckily, I practiced taking the 73 and am quite certain of the way to campus from there, which saved me some travel time, but I’m still there at 8:30 without a trace of knowledge from that class, because I didn’t study for it. I failed miserably doing anything that involves new knowledge since the midterm and also didn’t do too well on the old ones either because of the time pressure.

Later on in the day, my final project for another class is being evaluated, and I have the genius to decide to add a feature 30 minutes before the evaluation, which basically screws the entire system over and shows everything that can go WRONG with my project. As it only lasts 15 minutes, I have no time to redeem myself and I’m certain the professor got off on a very bad note showing how I wasn’t able to do anything with my program.

Now, let me be honest for a moment – I’ve never been stressed during finals before. At most, I’d take about 2 hours per class studying the materials and I’d usually come out on top on all of the exams. This is the first time where I screwed up and I know it, and that just makes me feel… irritated, soaked with that feeling where I want to go back in time and change things. Of course, I firmly believed that whatever happened happened and couldn’t have happened any other way, but still… all I need are passing grades. I’m not even sure I’ll be getting that. And for a student trying to graduate, that’s some very bad news.