today

the butterflies in your stomach. the checking and re-checking of minute details just seconds before you go in. the flurry of anxious people around you. the good seat: not too near the front, not too near the back, away from windows and doors. the finality of sitting down.

your only possessions plainly on the table. the tense silence. the paper.

it begins. blur of words and memory. racing against time. the inevitable passing of those seconds and minutes. paper paper everywhere. handwriting getting messier. 10 minutes to go. frantically writing anything that might be worth marks. 5 minutes to go. no time no time to fix errors; fix mistakes- PENS DOWN!

stapling, shuffling, collecting, restless. and out: buzz of chatter and groans as people find out answers they didn't want to hear. but mostly sighs of relief and shifting of minds and focus to the next assessment...

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my 4u maths assessment (worth 25%) was today. i dunno... i don't think i did too badly, but i know i didn't do very well either. it was one of those tests where nothing was simply so easy, but nothing was really super hard. i attempted all questions, but i found that there was just soo not enough time.

with all the preparation that i had done in the past week- sometimes it just feels unfair that it all comes down to 75 minutes worth of maths: i feel as if i haven't shown them how much i know and shown all the maths that i can do. in the end; it comes down to whoever can manage their time the best and do as many questions as quickly and accurately as they can. kinda sucks.

i can't believe we're getting our assessments back on monday. compared to the english department who don't give us back tasks till 3 months later- the maths department are super efficient in marking stuff. eek! i don't think i want my results =S