Thursday, November 03, 2005

Don't Mind Me

This blog has been all about the exam these days. So has my life.

I'm so sick of it that I've been feeling nauseous for as long as I can remember. It really doesn't help that Melbourne's weather has gone crazily hot lately.

So I'm cranky and stressed and sick and I can't study. Fabulouso!

I have no idea how am I going to sit through the whole TWO freaking hours!

Written exam would be much easier. When you don't know jack shit, you can just sit around and bite your pen, or you can fall asleep and drool all over the exam paper. Better yet, you can walk out right after the reading time. No fuss, no muss.

Oral exam, on the other hand, is completely different. If you don't know the answer, then you're gonna have to tell them examiners, "I have no idea what we're talking about because I'm a stupid and lazy graduate. Feel free to condemn me as I'm truly unworthy of your time."


Dad and mum and Bee have all been telling me that I don't have to go through with this if I don't want to. They'll be much happier if I go home anyway.

So, it's really my choice.

I chose to do this to myself. I chose to stay back, I chose to get registered in Australia when I might not even stay here to practise next year, I chose to bum around and not study, I chose to pay a bomb for this apartment which is facing west and hence turns into a fucking oven in the afternoon and it doesn't even have air-conditioning, I chose to let the days go by until it's too late to remedy anything. And now I'm sitting here bitching about it.

But hey, that's just the way it is. :/