Today...was a good day!
I finished the second of my last five exams for this course.
I was actually a little worried about this one but after "studying" for the last couple of days, I felt pretty good about it...even with leaving some things for "option".
I got to the exam center before anyone else and dazed/dozed away some time till a classmate came to sit with me. That was good as I picked his brain about some things I was not sure about...and this turned out to be quite a good thing.
Eventually, SV the S/P came up and he'd read the blog...I'd also used that epithet for him while talking to Doctor last night and she'd passed that on. Hehe...he was *not* amused.
However, I was quite amused by his reaction...poor fellow...he genuinely seems to feel bad about being called that (S/P) but then of course, evil kritter that I am, I shall continue...for precisely the same reason!
Haha. I got death threats from him and he asked why I didn't say good things about him to others. Meanie that I am, I said he's not a good guy but...it all boils down to this...I've asked some people to write for me on this blog. I spend time with only those people I like and I definitely speak civilly with people I think are decent...
Since he fit all those categories, I just told him to stop being a block head and use his head...
Oh well...but I had a real good laugh about this. Made my day. Absolutely.
Things got better as the exam started. The paper was a cakewalk. I'm quite happy about it. However, this is not to say that happiness will necessarily reflect in the mark sheet. The mystical arbitrariness of marking papers in this system...just has to be experienced to be believed. Oh well..bygones.
Came home feeling peckish and went next door to Uncle Sam's (Not kidding) who'd made some really brilliant Pav Bhaji. I hogged it...and on my way back, had another giggle...
Auntie (Uncle's wife) returned a knife of ours that she borrowed and I was about to set off when another aunt (Mum's sis. Uncle is also Mum's bro btw...CONFUSED YET???) said..."don't take it like that!"
I was like..."um...what?"
There's a lot of old people living in that building and if they'd seen me walking about with a bare knife...(and it was a large one) a couple hearts might've stopped but channeling some sociopath feelings myself, I said that it's all in how you held a knife...in your hand...or by the hilt...
Most of you might not be able to picture what I mean by that...next time you're visiting...ask me to demonstrate!
*deranged cackle*
I finished the second of my last five exams for this course.
I was actually a little worried about this one but after "studying" for the last couple of days, I felt pretty good about it...even with leaving some things for "option".
I got to the exam center before anyone else and dazed/dozed away some time till a classmate came to sit with me. That was good as I picked his brain about some things I was not sure about...and this turned out to be quite a good thing.
Eventually, SV the S/P came up and he'd read the blog...I'd also used that epithet for him while talking to Doctor last night and she'd passed that on. Hehe...he was *not* amused.
However, I was quite amused by his reaction...poor fellow...he genuinely seems to feel bad about being called that (S/P) but then of course, evil kritter that I am, I shall continue...for precisely the same reason!
Haha. I got death threats from him and he asked why I didn't say good things about him to others. Meanie that I am, I said he's not a good guy but...it all boils down to this...I've asked some people to write for me on this blog. I spend time with only those people I like and I definitely speak civilly with people I think are decent...
Since he fit all those categories, I just told him to stop being a block head and use his head...
Oh well...but I had a real good laugh about this. Made my day. Absolutely.
Things got better as the exam started. The paper was a cakewalk. I'm quite happy about it. However, this is not to say that happiness will necessarily reflect in the mark sheet. The mystical arbitrariness of marking papers in this system...just has to be experienced to be believed. Oh well..bygones.
Came home feeling peckish and went next door to Uncle Sam's (Not kidding) who'd made some really brilliant Pav Bhaji. I hogged it...and on my way back, had another giggle...
Auntie (Uncle's wife) returned a knife of ours that she borrowed and I was about to set off when another aunt (Mum's sis. Uncle is also Mum's bro btw...CONFUSED YET???) said..."don't take it like that!"
I was like..."um...what?"
There's a lot of old people living in that building and if they'd seen me walking about with a bare knife...(and it was a large one) a couple hearts might've stopped but channeling some sociopath feelings myself, I said that it's all in how you held a knife...in your hand...or by the hilt...
Most of you might not be able to picture what I mean by that...next time you're visiting...ask me to demonstrate!
*deranged cackle*
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