Exams
I’m on the train home. Exams are over. Weekend at home. It’s nice. But the end of exams is really an anticlimax, all that work for a few hours in an exam room next to a guy seriously lacking in personal hygiene skills, (why do they always find me!) and that’s that. Well, until next time. I’m not an advocate that you can convey your understanding of a subject that well in a two hour exam. But oh well, I guess it’s the most viable method. And I’d love to be able to say that I think I did great in my exams, but well, I have no idea how I did, I honestly don’t.
There’s no reward for voting today, just the regular ‘ol cookie. If you still want to vote you can do so here and here. I’m home to spend time with my family this weekend, so I’ll see you all bushy eyed on Monday. Have a good weekend.
January 26th, 2008 at 12:21 pm
it’s better to have no idea how well you did than thinking you kicked butt and then actually finding out you’ve failed :) i’m sure you did fine.
January 26th, 2008 at 9:05 pm
I agree.. happened to me on a recent math test… i got 61%… ouch
January 27th, 2008 at 2:14 am
I never did get the quote bushy eyed. My mom says it all the time. I think it’s a weird english thing. As a canadian, all I can think of is someone with hair on their eyeballs. Gross and seemingly painful.
I get the people who chew on their pens. I HATE that. I’d rather have someone chew on gum obnoxiously. At least that’s quiet, and you don’t have to look at them. Chewing on pens is not only icky, but it’s also really noisy!
During my Accounting Final last term, a woodpecker attacked my corner of the room for an hour, and people kept staring at me like I was supposed to go out of the building, climb up three stories and stop the bugger.
January 27th, 2008 at 8:43 pm
Why are we talking about this? Weren’t we supposed to be talking about exams? Well, the term ‘bushy eyed’ means that someone is angry with you. When people get angry at you, they tend to scowl at you and bring their eyebrows low to they’re eyeballs. I think…
January 27th, 2008 at 8:46 pm
for one of my GCSE’s a bird escaped into the exam room (i have no idea how) and the invigilators spent 20 very noisy minutes trying to catch it, but then gave up. So it sat up in the rafters, occasionally shitting on people’s exams. Lovely.
January 28th, 2008 at 1:35 am
I totally know how you feel.
Except for me, it was more Poppy and Patrick’s scenarios.
I thought I did so good on my exams.
I exited each classroom in an air of triumph.
Then I got my grades back later and was like, “What the Hell is this?!”
But I’m sure you did just fine.
January 28th, 2008 at 4:30 am
(*Warning bad pun about to happen*) Wow that sounds like one shitty test.
January 28th, 2008 at 5:44 am
Ha ha ha, ben that was awesome!
January 28th, 2008 at 8:02 am
I love the test you think kicked your butt then you get it back and you got like an 80 or a 90 on. That is just awesome.
January 28th, 2008 at 12:25 pm
I’m so glad i’ll not have to take exams ever again. They suck. Both in the way that you have to sit there in a room for two to four hours with everyone elses smell and fear and also in the way that they’re not exactly the best judge of your potential knowledge of a subject. Oh, the term “Bushy Eyed” is a shortening of the phrase “Bright eyed and bushy tailed”. It refers to foxes and the way they are alert and ready to run at a moments notice, so if someone is B.E.a.B.T. it means they’re ready to go. Hope that helps =)
January 28th, 2008 at 3:52 pm
Being American *ducks* best I can tell is that ‘bushy eyed’ (a term that’s new to me, by the way ;)) is a contraction of the old ‘bright eyed and bushy tailed’ which refers to things such as squirrels who always seem to be invigorated for some odd reason. Really, why do you need to be so damn perky? God, I hate squirrels.
January 29th, 2008 at 12:54 am
Dang. I am surprised I never thought about that. Yeah, I was kind of making that up about the term “bushy eyed”. I have never heard it before. Phrases have contractions? Wow, I need to read the dictionary again.
January 29th, 2008 at 4:48 am
Well, in this day and age of contractions and acronyms it wouldn’t surprise me that phrases begin being contracted. Why’s everyone always in such a hurry to say nothing, anyway?