I'm getting so used to screwing exams up, it's getting disturbing. Writing two lines for a 25-mark question isn't exactly my idea of "on the way to an A". Heck, it's not even anywhere near "the pits of hell" or "the armpits of hell". Given that, combined with a maths paper harder than Paris Hilton's head and aforementioned lit paper, I'm going to have to rely on my GP paper to get that all-important redeeming pass, and this statement only works when there's a laugh track in the background.
I feel like Switzerland during a penalty shoot-out now. It is, however, even harder to not make any of those penalty kicks than it is to score any of them. Wonder if the same applies for my papers? Then I might have something to brag about.
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On a side note, why does no country other than brazil adopt the "no-surname" policy? it's not like those names sound remotely like whatever appears on the ICs. Ronaldo? Fair enough, I remember there being a ronald somewhere there. Then it all goes weird. Ronaldinho? Kaka? Better yet, Fred?
Well, at least they play football better than they choose names. Even if a guy named Fred actually scored a goal.
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Gothic paper's coming soon. Sigh.
I feel like Switzerland during a penalty shoot-out now. It is, however, even harder to not make any of those penalty kicks than it is to score any of them. Wonder if the same applies for my papers? Then I might have something to brag about.
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On a side note, why does no country other than brazil adopt the "no-surname" policy? it's not like those names sound remotely like whatever appears on the ICs. Ronaldo? Fair enough, I remember there being a ronald somewhere there. Then it all goes weird. Ronaldinho? Kaka? Better yet, Fred?
Well, at least they play football better than they choose names. Even if a guy named Fred actually scored a goal.
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Gothic paper's coming soon. Sigh.
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