Hurray! Exam results are out!

Hurray! Exam results are out!

Well, I am very happy. I have been really tense all those three weeks after the exams. On the results day, I could hardly wait to get to university. I turned my laptop on as soon as I reached Portswood and kept it in sleep mode all the way. By the time students were getting off on the high campus bus stop, I had “resumed” it and connected to the Internet. On my way to ECS in the middle of road, I learned that I had landed very near to my target, off by a negligible margin 😉

I don’t know why I get so much depressed with exams. I have been taking them for the last 17 years which comprises 70% of my entire life! But I am still uncomfortable with them. During my term time, I am usually relaxed, enjoying lectures, doing assignments and even participating in extra-curriculum activities.

As the exams dates get closer, I start panicking. I compile my notes, index and revise them over and over again, trying to cover all topics. A few days before exams, I become tense. You might laugh at me but I feel like I know nothing about the subject. The more interesting part is I can’t tell which topics I don’t know. It’s an overall feeling about the subject. It is like a fire alarm testing during which you know that it is false but you still can’t concentrate on other things.

I look at the notes carefully with my eyes scanning through each topic and my mind revising its important points. Everything looks alright but as I close those notes I again start feeling I don’t know enough 🙂 I request you not to discontinue reading this blog and start looking for a “professional help” phone number for me. I am healthy and don’t have any sort of those problems you are impatient to suggest. (By the way, why do you have this number in your diary?).

The night before the paper, I hardly sleep for 3-4 hours. I wake-up early, skip bath and shaving (what a shame!) and revise my notes. Then I try to relax my mind. I reach the examination centre trying NOT to think about the paper and pondering if there is any intelligent life out in space. And then, when I get the paper in my hands, I am usually relaxed. My time management skills are poor but I generally do well in exams. And that’s my funny exams story!

There is a positive effect of the above exam-o-phobia. It forces me to keep studying during exams. It makes everything tasteless but study. It forces me to stay out of bed when I can’t keep my eyes open, to think about equations when I cycle etc. More interestingly, it forces me to not to argue with anyone and replying them with, “Yes, you are absolutely right and I agree with you” when you have no idea what people are talking about!

NOTE:
Sorry for my last blog. I messed up with copy and paste and forgot to include a paragraph! No, I can explain it. My exams were a couple of weeks away at that time!