This Week In School: ITS VERY COLD!

If you're expecting a very long paragraph explaining why School sucks, then this Blog post isn't for you: School was rather relaxed this Week, few Tests, great results and Freezing temperatures.

Seen as we're just about to put up the Xmas tree, I'll keep this one relatively short.

Monday started off well with four (yes four!) Art Tests Results: 8/10, 8/10, 8/10 and yes, another 8/10 for my Art masterpieces (in other words: just drawing comics with stick men)! This Weeks task was to create a map from the College to our House and retracing our steps (every day you follow the same basic path to get to the School, this is supposed to showcase that) via dotted line. (UNRELATED NOTE: I'm currently typing next to father who is currently sound asleep and snoring his head off!). The Maths Test didn't go well, I got the definition right but when it came to application, I failed. 2/5. In Geography we have just started our first chapter on Europe, and I'm currently trying to remember the names for all the countrys, as surprise, surprise, WE'LL GET TESTED ON IT!

Tuesday was okay...apart from the fact that my alarm clock went off an Hour early and I lost alot of sleep! Not the best thing walking into School knackered seen as you have both a French and Maths Test in just a few Hours time! The French Test was a bit dodgy (as expected)....not looking forward to seeing that result! But surprisingly the Maths actually went pretty well and I got a 4,5/5! Don't really know how I did that....

Wednesday was fine, I really tried my best at the High-Jump this time, and I made it to Level 4 (although the rope was put a little bit lower than last time so Its probably the same). And the Teacher gave us our score for this Trimestre: Baseball = 12/20 Endurance = 12/20 Overall score: 12/20. 

Thursday was pretty good Overall (apart from F*CKING Ping-Pong, but I've already talked enough about that!) I got 18,5/20 in the German Test (much better than my previous 7,5/20!). In Music I scraped a awesome 27,5/30! My score was 16,75/20 overall for this Trimestre (my second best score!) but sadly didn't make Top of the Class because a GIRL (of all things) beat me to the punch by 0,75! I'll get her next time...

Oh, and one more thing: SNOW! It was a blizzard out there! Unfortunatley by the time the bell rang it had all stopped...which is just my Luck! 

Friday was a bit boring (terrible frost and the road was still icy, don't know how the School bus got through that!), nothing happened apart from a bad S.V.T Test and garnering a incredible 17/20 in Science! Luckily this time I'm Top of the Class with an overall score of 16,65/20! I think there's going to be alot of 16's and 17's in my report card this Year...

And that was this Week. Pretty boring really...

P.S

Merlin was so AWESOME LAST NIGHT! Morgana (that bitch) was crowned King of Camelot, OH NOES!!!!!!!

This Week In School: Education sure is hard work!

God, mentally right I am just sooo tired. And I'm not really that sure why, perhaps its just because I've just experienced my first 'full Week' after the Halloween Holidays. It wasn't exactly Test ridden either (Test count for this Week has only hit the 5-O-Meter), but I have been working pretty hard, that German conversation that I had to create took me about two hours Homework total (and THANK THE LORD for the English-German Dictionary!), and I had to scrap the original one (far to difficult to translate) and start anew (more Homework, yay). I can't say it was a bad Week though, in fact, pretty much everything I've done this Week has been of (I really do hate to boast!) really, really high quality. 

Monday was okay until Maths, and, as expected I got a measly 6/20 (NOTE: This is the Test BEFORE the last Maths Test so I'm still safe from being held behind in Detention). Can't say anyone else in my Class fared better, I heard the Teacher say that six out of the nineteen people in my Class got 0/20! In hindsight though it was probably a necessary loss because I really tried to get my act together for the next Test, and I can now say it payed off.   

I went back after Lunch feeling really down (I was so consumed by my down-ness that I didn't even notice that pile of Dog-crap in front of me...SPLAT! Mum practically blowtorched my shoes afterwards), but that faded away as soon as I set my eyes on the History Test Result: 18,5/20 WOW! I couldn't nitpick it this time, I got one question wrong fair-and-square! Besides I'd be a fool to not be happy with this Test, I might rub a bit after a 16/20 but a 18,5/20? Nahhh no hardfeelings this time, COS THATS A GRRRREAT (ala Frosties mascot)...RESULT. French had a silver-lining as well, the Teacher has postponed the next Test (which was originally scheduled for Tuesday) to next Monday! YAY! There's something to...not...look...forward too. 

Tuesday was fine, the English Test went well, another 20/20 in my belt (why do I even count this as a subject? At least I've got a lesson were I know that absolutely NOTHING can go wrong!). The German Test after lunch, which was a 2nd chance on the previously failed Test from last Week, went extremely well (So far, I think I've only got about 3 mistakes in the whole Test!). It was exactly the same, so I only had to fill in the blanks from memory. So how about we just forget that last Test...*SETS IT ON FIRE, ERADICATES IT FROM MEMORY*:

 

With the memories of last Week having been completely eradicated, I walked into School on Wednesday with a pretty high esteem level. I didn't quite fare too well in the High-Jump this time, the Teacher would play a game where you would try to jump without touching the rope, and if you failed you will then have two goes to get it right before ELIMINATION! My Class was pretty mean, they would boo and hiss at anyone that didn't make it. Anyway, he would put the rope higher every time, obviously making it harder. I survived without a single scrape until Level 3, where my foot had managed to brush against the rope ever so slightly...after three goes I was out (Reaction from the Class: BOOO!). In the first round, three of my Classmates were eliminated (all Girls), In the Second round no one got eliminated, in the Third round I was eliminated, in the Fourth Round two got eliminated (all girls as well), in the Fifth Round, one person got eliminated (a boy) and in the Final Round I think all made it par one (again a Girl). I don't think I could have standed a chance against beating the last one as the height of the Rope was up to my waist! The small French kids had somehow managed to jump nearly TWICE their height, and they did a backflip before they hit the mat! Say what you want about small people, but in France they're made of STEEEEEL! Technology was much better (finally something I don't suck at) and got rewarded with a welcome 9/10! In case you're wondering, the -1 was due to bad Spelling and I had to messily rub out a few mistakes for a few questions. Come on man, why can't you just gather the guts to give me a 10/10? *SIGH* 

Thursday was mostly a hoot, the Music Test went along smoothly (I had to really revise my ass off on Wednesday night!). Again I can only spot three mistakes, I forgot the names of two Instruments + a insufficent enough answer for one Question. I think with three mistakes I've really set the bar HIGH this time! I mean, how perfect can you get (again, hate to get all boast-y)? And, seen as the time had finally come, I had to stand up in front of the German Class with my Co-Partner to recite our well learnt German. I don't recall much from memory, but apparently everyone in my Class (including the Teacher) now seem to think that I speak really convincing German! The Teacher called it "A new Talent" or something (NO KIDDING!). Sport did seem to be the thorn in a nearly perfect day, with F*CKING PING-PONG! GOD DO I HATE THAT LITTLE PLASTIC BALL! First of all the table is far too small, even if I do manage to hit the bloody ball it just goes flying off the table and bounces all over THE GOD DAMNED PLACE! Secondly, who in the right mind thought that this was going to be a good Sport? Or perhaps its just because I suck at it...But the paddles just seem so uncomfortable in my hands, it doesn't feel right, yer know? I genuinely don't think my Body was built to do Sport!

 

Friday was cool, the Maths Test had me dripping with sweat throughout it though! In a bizarre, out of this World, completely bat-shit crazy twist though...I FINALLY GOT A GOOD MATHS TEST! NO, SERIOUSLY! Yes people, I managed to scrape a 15/20 in a Maths Test! No kidding! *PARADES AROUND THE STREET, SCREAMING VICTORY*. Anyway, the Science Test went really well also, cementing this Week as something that will probably go down in my TOP TEN SCHOOL WEEKS OF ALL TIME just for the sheer amount of good Results I've had. I did take away six hours of my life for Revision though....

And before I type the last words, can I just say that I am completely and utterly scared out of my wits right now: The Science Teacher announced to us that in January, after the Xmas Holidays, we are going to fill in what they call a "Brevet Blanc". Now this is basically a gigantic Test, taking place over two-and-a-half days that will cover EVERYTHING I'VE DONE IN SCHOOL FOR THE PAST THREE YEARS! Oh. My. God. Three Years? For nearly every subject? *FAINTS* Basically, I have now somehow got to revise and learn over THREE YEARS worth of material! I can't even remember what I learnt last Week, let alone three years ago! How am I going to remember that? Let alone have enough time to revise for it? I'll be playing with all my Xmas prezzies in the Holidays, I won't (and quite frankly shouldn't) have the time to Revise for all that! I can learn something off by heart for a Test that will take place the following day, but once its over and I have to fill my brain with more useless Definitions/Video Games/Movies/Historic Facts/Maths Equasions/Three Different Languages it kinda gets all chucked out for all the new stuff to fit in...Basically I'm not exactly looking forward to January! Well, thats the School recap of the Week done - Tim.

    P.S:

Goodbye Sarah Jane Smith....the Series 4 Finale was one of the better SJA Episodes me-thinks. The second part was quite action packed for a Kids T.V Show, and got a little teary eyed towards the end of Part 1 and 2! Not to mention some geat Special Effects shots: Hundreds of Meterorites falling to Earth, The Giant Stomach, Clyde trapped in outer Space ect.... Overall it was 50 minutes of what I could have mistaken for prime time telly! Goodbye for another Year, SJA! 

P.P.S K9 WAS IN IT AS WELL! THATS A PLUS!

This Week In School

 
Because of Armistice day and some "other" Christian holiday the School was kind enough to let us off both Today and Yesterday. YAY! So I'm kinda in a 'mini holiday' right now which is pretty neat seen as I've only just come back from another Holiday! As much as they (arguably) overwork us you can't complain about all the Holidays. Good thing too, as Mon-Wed this week was a bit mixed overall. 

German is our first subject on Mondays, and remember that BIG Test last Thursday? I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw the catastrophe that was *SHUDDERS* 7,5/20 (or 15/40 either way its pretty hirendous)! My class didn't fare too well either...
I made practically EVERY mistake in the book, from spelling mistakes to bad grammer to, well everything! I EVEN GOT THE BLOODY DATE WRONG! The teacher was surprisingly calm with us, and she even gave us a second chance: we're going to have EXACTLY the same Test next week, so all I have to do is learn the corrected Test and I'm guaranteed to get a really good score. So lets just forget THAT travesty as if it never happened...
Next we had a Technology Test, and went spiffingly well (as usual), so no surprises there. The subject matter was boring though, we had to name 3 types of lamp bulbs (i.e LEDS...) and give a justification for each one (ex: LEDS don't take up alot of power but exudes alot less light ect......) so very boring but you just have to learn it and then your guaranteed a good result. After that I got the longly awaited Art Test Result: a good 15,5/20 which I think was the best in the Class! But of course Maths had to ruin it...
Although she hadn't yet corrected all the Tests, she assured us that so far, only THREE out of the NINETEEN people in my Class had a score above 10/20! She then said that she had showed the Tests to the Headmistress and, because the Results had been so atrocious that ANYONE in 4eme with terrible Results in Maths will be, as she put it: "Invited into her office, as well as being offered a place in the Homework class (after school, students who want to can stay behind for another hour doing their homework) and will stay untill they know their Maths off by heart, as the Class clearly doesn't revise enough! Also, because you refuse to work at home...you will now have a short Maths Test every day untill you get your act together!" So, as you can imagine...I was pretty much shitting my pants! We then had to write on a piece of paper why we have had bad bad Maths Results, whether or not we revise for the Tests, our attidude in Class and so on....
So as you can imagine the Maths teacher is cracking down very hard on our Class. I think in general, my Class hasn't exactly been top of the leader board on their Results. In short, I had better get my act together in Maths or I'll be stuck in Homework Class, ARGGHHH! Maths has basically become a living hell now for us!
After lunch, we had an English Test (another 20/20 no doubt), which is still the easiest thing alive.
History was mainly an entire lesson dedicated to preparing you for the big Test on Tuesday. Which was very handy, as the Teacher had said exactly what to learn, how to answer a question properly ect...
French was just doing a stack of French related-exercises and FLE pretty much the same.
So that was Monday, of course I was revising my ass that night as we had the Maths Test (I spent two solid hours alone learning Maths off by heart) and the big History Test.

Tuesday started (of course) with Maths, which simply consisted of us writting down on a piece of paper a Definition. Except she wasn't really that precise on what Definition we had to write (I can't remembeer whether she had asked for a precific definition) so I just wrote down one of (the many) I had leant the previous night. Fingers crossed that I don't get a bad Result. Cos if not...I just hate to think about it!
History was next (two Tests in a row...horay!), and I literary finished it SECONDS before the bell went! I didn't even have time to check if I had made any spelling errors but at least I knew that what I wrote was correct. Phew. No doubt she'll take a few points off for something but I know that I at least did good.
Everything else was fine, except in German we had an unusually sharp leaning curve! We have quite literary gone from learning the basics of the language to writing a full blown conversation that now has to be acted out (in front of the Class may I add) and pronounced correctly! And we weren't even allowed to use 'simple' words, it had to be a proper conversation and be at least 30 phrases long! I decided to write it in French first and then put it all into Google translate (which I have yet to do).


Wednesday was okay, in Sport we are now doing High-jump (so high jump on Wednesdays and bloody Ping-Pong on Thursdays) and was really easy because (obiously) I'm so tall and I barely had to jump (more like step) over the line! When the Teacher put the rope higher though it did get a bit difficult!


Thats Mon-Wed then. Maths is just a living nightmare now and I did make a mess out of the German Test, but overall I suppose it went well...
The end of the first Trimestre is nearly upon me, (two weeks time I think) and so far with the exception of Maths and French I think will be quite a positive report. Or at least it should be, because I've worked my ass off!

Last few days in School....

                     
                           Nice pic of me hanging out with 'Fluffy' last night.


Well It can't technically be called "Last Week In School" because we came back to School after the Holidays on Thursday....

Well it couldn't have started off worse to be honest, I have been suffering from a nasty sore throat and was pushed into School jacked up on painkillers and barely awake (I did not sleep well at ALL Wednesday night, had the highest temperature known to man and that god damn sore throat that hurt every time I swallowed). I hadn't left the house for five days and STILL somehow managed to catch malaria! Of course, the day had to start off with a Maths Test (seriously, whats up with all these Maths Tests?)! It should have gone fine (I had revised hard the previous night) but fell to pieces because I, like the IDIOT that I am revised for completely the wrong thing! I somehow had managed to write down in my book that I had to revise for Chapter 1 in Maths when you actually had to revise for Chapter 2. OOYS! I fell and hit the ground hard as you can imagine, another casualty for the already limping Maths, and the irony was that if only I had learnt Chapter 2 it would have been the only Maths Test that I could have had a good shot at to finally get a respectable score! Poor, poor Maths. Tears and throbbing throats aside, I then went into Sport. Now I hate Baseball and Endurance, but at least I'm good at them, Ping Pong (aka table Tennis) is just about the only Sport that I truely SUCK at. Trying to hit that pong ball is like trying to score 20/20 in a Maths Test (I pray for the day)! And why does it have to be table Tennis? Why not regular Tennis? We've got a Tennis court, so why do we have to do this crap? Trying to catch that ball after it bounces off the table is like performing an obstical course, with it bouncing under other tables, hitting walls and going in the other direction and its path just generally being completely unpredictable! Its hell trying to catch that thing! After that travesty, I went into S.V.T. That Test that I thought went well didn't end up with the Result I was expecting (I got a meagre 12/20, could have been 13/20 but of course I had to spell a few words wrong!), but at least the lesson was interesting (for once), we were studing volcanoes and had to write a short text about the infamous Pompeii fiasco. Volcanoes are cool, mainly because they make great material for Hollywood blockbusters (you only have to see 2012 to be blown away by those great special effects). 

After lunch (having spluttered down a bowl of soup, which tasted like acid with my sore throat and getting jacked up on MORE awful fizzy painkillers), we had another MASSIVE Test in German. Graded out of 40 points, it covered six pages and contained just about every single thing we have looked at in the past few Months, which just by sheer size alone made it impossible to remember EVERYTHING. I filled in a good portion of it, its just another one of those you-either-know-it-or-you-don't  Tests. I skipped a few things, with a few examples of that time when the answer is on the VERY tip of your tongue, but it just doesn't really form in your mind (its so faustrating when that happens! But you can't just write "It begins with a W" can you?). My multi-languistic brain was in overload, as when the Test asked you to translate the German phrases into French you mentally have to translate that into THREE differant languages. MULTI-TASKING OVERLOAD! A bit overwelming, but I should at least get 20/40, which wouldn't really harm my Trimestre Results because I already have a perfect 20/20 in German. After School on Thursday it was pretty much more painkillers and sleep! 

I had developped a headache AND a cold/cough by Friday, adding to my growing list of symptoms (both quite minor, and my nose is starting to clear up a bit now). I must have had every disease known to man by then! I STILL managed to walk into School, although I was careful to stay away from people just in case I infected anyone and turned them into a Zombie! I normally avoid them all anyway, so it wasn't a major change. Friday was okay, the only thing worth noting was my Science Test, which garnered a respectable (although the teacher could have given more) 16/20. I lost four points because I spelt kg and m3 with capitals when they were supposed to have been in lower case, not bothering to draw every single molecule in a syringe (which would have taken ages, and I only had 50 minutes to do the Test) and getting -1,5 because despite writing everying neat and tidy, screwed up on ONE question and had to scribble it out (they take points off if you write scruffy) and getting a Maths question wrong (you had to calculate the mass of air in a container). Apart from the Maths question, I consider most of the mistakes a bit nitpicky and could have garnered a well deserved 18/20. SIGH, Its almost impossible to get a 20/20 in France nowadays!



In other News, I have just watched the latest Episode of Merlin (with my dog Obelix pictured above and below, who enjoyed it as you can clearly see), and quite enjoyed it, and it seems to be really campaigning against Doctor Who. I now liken it to sort of a Medieval DW now. Although the hole "trying to kill the king with seemingly no reason" plot is really a bit tiring now! A bit of variety please?


Well this ends my recap, and I swear that if I see another 'GOD DAMNED PAINKILLER, I THINK I MIGHT JUST SCREAM!!!!'       

This Week In School: My Poor, Poor Legs...

Well, I ran (or very slowly jogged) for almost THREE Hours this Week, and as you can tell by the title of this Post, my legs aren't feeling very well at ALL. In fact, there's a tendon on the back of my right leg right now that is just begging to snap (its already been stretched to bits, poor thing). You know I wouldn't be surprised if my leg had actually broken off during that cross country race on Friday: SNAP! Commentator: "looks like Tim's leg has just finally had enough...." I think I might just pull a sicky next Year (or maybe not), because that was bloody soul-testing. Our College and the one from Mauron always join together every Year for the traditional "Cross" race. A stupid tradition if you ask me, and one of the most pointless things in the entire UNIVERSE that exists only to torture both your soul and your poor, poor body (if I ever feel anything below my knee again it will be a bloody miracle). You can check out my in-depth rant about Endurance running in one of my previous Blog posts here: http://thelazyteenagerinfrance.blogspot.com/2010/09/do-you-know-what-really-grinds-my-gears.html. As if the cross country race wasn't enough, I was also swamped with a TON of Tests: two in French, two in German, two in Art, one in Technology and one in Sport (kinda, he'll be evaluating our performance over a period of weeks). If you think thats bad, wait til' you see the Tests next week...  
The German Test was easy, you just had to write down a string of numbers you heard and then recite another string of numbers to your class while making sure that you p-r-o-n-o-u-n-c-i-a-t-e-d every word correctly (may I also point out that these were SURPRISE Tests, the type I particularly hate because its just an exuse to pray on the kids who don't learn there lessons reguarly), anyway I got 20/20 but everyone in my class got at least 18/20 so no big feat. In the Technology Test I got a measly 8,5/10, which is just quite frankly an insult (SO WHAT I FORGOT TO PUT THE "S" ON THE END OF THE WORD! WHY CAN'T NOBODY EVER GET 20/20 IN THIS LESSON GOD DAMMIT??????), the guy clearly doesn't have the guts anymore to give me a 10/10 rating! I may also comment on my teachers name: Mr Bastide! Anyway after the insult of Technology, I should fare better in Art, in which I had to represent 1 second of motion in 25 Images (fairly easy, akin to the famous stop motion techniques of the 50s Sci-Fi B-movies. Not hard per-say you just need to be a good drawer: ex: a man putting his foot down is about one second, so you'll just have to illustrate that mouvement in 25 different boxes). French was a bit of a disaster as you had to study an old poem, which was clearly wrote by homeless drunk man sat on the side of the street somwhere as it didn't make a lick of sense (one minute the poete was walking down the street describing the "shiny" stars, and then it jumped to him riding a polar bear out in the artic desert! MIND F*CK ALERT! And the dictation were you had to write down a text said to you with as little spelling and grammatical errors as possible, and seen as the French language has so many god-damn words that sound the EXACTLY the same (the sound E has multiple spellings for a start, the word could finish by ee, es, ais, ait, aient, e, i ect...), so basically I'm (pardon the profanity) f*cked. Music was really easy, you just had to read a Biography about Jean-Babtiste-Lully to the Class (imagine my surprise when I found out that "Lully" was a man!), and I also recieved a very welcome 17/20 in the Test we did last week....So all in all, a mixed bag, just PLEASE DONT MAKE ME RUN 6 KILOMETRES AGAIN!!!!!!!!
Now exuse me while I rant at my bedroom wall for fithteen minutes: "ONLY GAVE ME A 8,5/10 DID YOU? WHY YOU LITTLE...$%£@*!"  

NOTE: I didn't actually rant at the wall like a madman for fifthteen minutes, it was just me being "funny."

Do you know what really Grinds my Gears Part 2: Tests

Welcome back to what really Grinds my Gears: Part 2! This week, I look at my Arch-Enemy, Tests! Quite simply put, Tests are a pain in the butt. They exist to stress you out, taunting you with the prospect of a bad result (shudders), and threatening you with a dark stain on your report. I'm only a month into 4eme right now and I can't even count how many Tests I've had already (I think I've done something like five Maths Tests in one month!). Tests are a living hell, but can be rewarding in the long term, which is part of the reason why I keep crawling back into its Dark, evil clutches...

                                                        THEY STRESS YOU OUT!


Tests are a emotional Roller-Coaster, with three primary stages:
1. Revision, the dreaded period where you have to Review everything you've done in the past week/month of  any subject (not accounting Sport, where Tests are a matter of endurance and physical skill), which for me, normally accounts to 2-3 Hours per Test (no joke, it takes FOREVER for me to even remember one sentence). I spend an entire day pushing back the so-called "Revision time" just because its B-O-R-I-N-G. I mean, could you recite a page of French Text for two Hours without getting bored? I can't. The Revision stage is nessecary if you even want to hope about getting a good Result. I learnt the time-consuming way that if you manage to recite your lessons off by heart you're practically guaranteed to get 5/5, 10/10, 20/20 ect... Only problem is that after two hours of reciting the words over and over again those words become just that: WORDS. It has no meaning to me any more. In Tests, I'm just reciting words by memory onto a piece of paper without any thought behind it. Like Blogger.com tasked with remembering the words that I've typed  when I hit the 'SAVE' button right now. I'm not invested into the subject at all, I'm invested into getting a good Test result. Ask me a Week after any Test whether I remember anything about that Test and I'll say (apart from what Result I got) NO. So that kinda defeats the whole purpose of a Test doesn't it?

2. The Test, the moment when you're the most stressed out: the high stress level points being right before the Test, when your frantically checking your Memory to see whether or not you've remembered anything, and the point where you stumble upon a Question where you have no idea what the answer is (which really Grinds my Gears I can tell you, because for me, thats one point or more less, which then means a lower score, which then means that my Report for the Trimestre has gone down as well, which then means...IT CAN NEVER BE PERFECT!...And I have less a chance of beating my previous score). These moments are the make-or-break of a Test. The really annoying thing about all this stress is that it can  sometimes put a cloud over your Memory, which means blocking certain facts or just effecting the overall Score in any way it can. If stress was a person, I'd shoot it, along with that over Bastard, the guy that invented Education: "GET ON THE FLOOR AND BEG FOR YOUR LIFE!" BANG! Anyway, lets wrap things up, as this paragraph is already becoming far too long...
3. The Result, the part of the process that requires the least effort, but contains one of the most tense filled moments of the entire process. So you've spent the next agonising days wondering about what the outcome will be, whether a 20/20 awaits you or a most evil 10/20 (10 is a insult, 0 is excrutiatingly painful), ready to eat you whole. I've had my fair share of both Results, and this is the only time that I can say that the wait is truly KILLING me. The moment when the Teacher hands you back your Test, the moment when you first set your eyes over the dark red ink at the top of the page, showcasing the two encircled numbers, is THE most tense filled, gut wrenching, suspensful and heart tearing moment that only the greatest of Alfred Hitchcock films can truly match up to. Then, at that precise moment, your fate is revealed...

It can end two ways: one where your left immediately overwelmed, happy, and proud....or the other where you feel bottomless, bullet-hole ridden and deserted, hating your very existance and even going as far as saying you hate your Life. It may shock you how someone can get so emotionally overwelmed over the History Test you had last Friday, but for me, thats what Tests are like. But why get so worked up about it? Its only a Test right? Surely its no big deal? This may seem like a cop out answer to these questions, but I have no reason why, it just affects me that way...

Having said that though, I have only recently become the perfectionist that I am, and I now find myself at the unfortunate point where a 18/20 in a History Test that I spent nearly three Hours on Sunday night revising for it is simply not enough. I have somehow developped this greed to become perfect in everything, and even though I can never acheive 20/20 in everything, god damn do I try. I suppose that's a good thing, put please God, take away all the stress and the hard work, I'm trying to be lazy, I really am! Funnily enough, two years ago I was getting really bad results, not to mention having quite a tough time at School and even a few Family issues. I can't say things have turned out the completely opposite way, but damn if it hasn't improved alot. So perhaps these feelings only occur to perfectionists such as myself? I don't know...
Anyway, I have already done far too much typing (my hands are VERY sore), and I've got quite a bit of Revising to do for an upcoming Test....OH NO, NOT ANOTHER ONE!    

                                                 ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!