Mocks (Plus Two Externals)

Okay... so this week's been all about exams, exams and even more exams. Some real, some mock, and some just tiny life tests. We'll be conformist and start with Monday, I wouldn't want to be responsible for any exploding heads out there!

Okay, so Monday I had my mock Welsh exam in the morning, in which I'm sat at a desk for two hours with an exam in front of me filled with words that I very rarely understand. However, in the time that I spent being bored, I wrote a monologue about a ginger. Good times. Next, I had my real AS resit of Critical Thinking. I wanted to do really well, but my mind wasn't up for any form of preparation so I just reminded myself that I'd already had a C in it and that if I failed it this time, I've still technically passed. The room was particularly freezing, but the invigilator was a bit dull and made a few mistakes: she told us that it's good to make mistakes in our mocks because then we won't make mistakes in the real deal, she let us keep our coats on even though we're not allowed under strict rules and she gave us our question paper but not our source paper, so the first question began with 'In paragraph 1, what is...' and we had no clue as to what it meant. For some reason, when I sat down to sit the exam, tears came to my face and I had to hold it in. I finished half an hour early and therefore think I failed properly this time.

After my twelve hours of sleep, I was downstairs at 7am and reading through my Rural Protest booklet for my History exam which I had that very morning. If you didn't realise, it's now Tuesday. History was horrible, just as I had expected it to be. (How some people have taken it further I have no idea.) Popular Protest (Henry Hunt, Radicals, etc...) was the compulsory section, and I chose to do the Merthyr Rising (Dic Penderin, etc...) instead of Rural Protest (Rebecca Riots) for no other reason than the questions looked easier. The Crime And Policing section was horrible though, and I completely failed it. I could've used my cripple time, but I chose not to because I had no idea what I was writing anyway. Next were Biology and Chemistry, which should've been easy apart from the fact that I hadn't been taught any of it. I guess I was meant to teach myself, but I go to school to learn and that's why the teachers get paid. The invigilator stopped the Biology exam five minutes too soon as well, which really irked a few of my friends. I was glad though - I'd done enough time sat on my arse being bored. I sat a different paper to them obviously, I'm not uber arrogant!

Next on the agenda was my Business exam, which was a real exam. I woke up early and wrote down some formulae that I might need to learn (Acid Test Ratio, Return on Capital Employed, Net Cash Flow, etc...), this would turn out to be a complete waste of time since they only asked one formula question and we only had to substitute the values. I got on the bus, after a fat girl at my bus stop was ranting about how she wishes the bus would break down on the way. I had to remind her that some people have to be in school anyway to sit real exams, so she should stop being selfish. Nevertheless she probably bitched about me to her other fat friend who use to be my 'friend'. We were the only school in Carmarthenshire that was open, and as soon as we all got off the bus, we were herded into the hall like sheep because it was snowing. Ashley sat by me and we spoke, this was a nice surprise that Abi missed. Obviously, the school decided that everyone should go home and the buses turned around and delivered the children to their designated stops. Except for us Business pupils. We had to sit in a near-empty school and sit the easiest exam known to man. There was even a mistake in the paper, which everyone across the country who was sitting the exam had to correct. It said '£700 per month', when it should've said '£700 per dress', and we had to comment on how it would effect the break-even. After that, Dad drove Jonathan home and then I had permission to nap in my parents bed. I was 'napping' for seven hours.

Today should've been horrible, but it wasn't. I woke up uber early after having a nightmare, then woke up uber late after going back to sleep. I had eight minutes to get from being naked in bed, to being fully presentable on the bus. I did my make-up in the bus station while fat girl and her little unfat sister watched. Ashley came over to talk to me again, which was lovely, and although I nearly died on the ice, I never actually capsized. Loads of people had their Biology resits, so I didn't have an exam in the morning since I had an A in that. In the afternoon, I had my calculator Math exam. I suck at the calculator paper, and although I had all day to revise, I didn't. It wasn't awful, but I did miss out a whole page. I'm in the middle of top set, so I'm hoping to at least scrape at least a C on that one. I'll justify myself with the non-calculator paper hopefully, but that's scheduled for next Tuesday.

Tomorrow I have Physics and RE, both forty-five minutes long, and then that's it until next week. I probably won't blog about tomorrow, as it looks like it's going to be pretty uneventful. I was going to add something about the Brown's latest newcomers, and no it's not a baby because that would be physically impossible. However, I won't bore you much longer. So that's it for now... Toodles! x