Like the title suggests, these are the interesting things that happened in the hall.
We were seated in the hall for the Mid-Years since they wanted to let us have the "O" Level experience.
Let me tell you first-hand, the Hall is AWFUL. Ugh.
I'm like, the second last in the first row.
19 18 |
20 17 |
21 16 |
22 15 |
I'm 17 (not age), and my class has 19 girls and 20 boys, so number 19 is still a girl.
The line beside my row represents the corridor of the OPEN-SPACED hall leading to the parade square, aka school carpark.
So my seat is very bad. The cars parking, students talking, heels clicking etc, I could hear EVERYTHING.
Try concentrating in that kind of environment. Even worse, it mostly rains on the day that I have to take examinations in the hall. Almost always. D<
It's a open hall, so there aren't any walls to block the rain water from getting me and my paper wet. Number 18 has it bad too.
This is what happened on my A.Maths paper 2.
It wasn't just raining, it was POURING. With the wind howling and all. The downpour started the second the teacher said "you may start". =_=
I completely wasted around 3 minuted trying to grab my papers and all, since we have a TON of papers for A.Maths. I think it was 12 sheets...? Can't remember the exact number.
Guess what happened? The wind was so strong, my PENCIL CASE got blown off the table. Go figure.
That happened in the first minute of the exam. By the second minute I was laughing and jumping around trying to grab my papers. By the third I finally settled down and was trying to write.
18 told me afterwards that she wasted 10 minutes laughing at my actions... She didn't finish the paper. :x
Oopsies.
I think this happened after the E.Maths paper 1. I can't remember what paper it was.
Well 18 loves bananas (the fruit). She brings a banana to school everyday to eat during the break in between papers. I think 20 was unconsciously influenced by her bananas.
20 is those kind that... Very crude, outgoing, acts-however-he-wants sort. Not to mention having an incurable sailor mouth. Sigh...
But still, he isn't those gangster type. He's actually quite nice if you bypass the cursing and perverted mind.
Well like I said, he's a don't-care-about-rules type.
So he brought a banana and something else (food) for the E.Maths paper 1.
I saw that he brought the banana with him at the beginning of the paper.
At the end of the paper, I was dazing around and I saw the banana skin on his table.
WTH????
19 says she saw him eat the banana during the exam. =_=
He's the... Impossible type. But still, more manageable than my brother.
During the Chinese examination, the express chinese and the higher chinese pupils were divided..
We were pushed to the back of the class. Meaning, the express chinese pupils sit in register number first, then followed by us HCL pupils. We were still all in our classes, of course.
Well in my previous post I said that I hated my previous seat, right? Well my Chinese seat is even worse.
I was pushed to the 6th seat of the second row. EXTREMELY BAD.
The stupid fans were like blowing at my back and my papers I spent half the time cursing inwardly.
Can't concentrate at all, with your hair flying all over your face and the papers flying away as well.
Halfway through paper 1 (composition and letter), there was a suddenly strong gust of wind from those stupid fans that had all my papers flying as far as the 4th row. =_=
I'm in the 2nd row. Wasted precious time. @#$(*&^%$#!!!!
GAHHHHHHHH!!!
At the start of the examination, I've already predicted that that would've happened, and I asked at least 3 teachers to OFF THE FREAKING FANS. 2 forgot completely while the third gave a lousy excuse not to off them.
My head was THROBBING because the stupid fans were blowing directly at my head for 2 hours!!
I couldn't think, couldn't concentrate, couldn't even stop cursing. I was that distracted.
Amazing where my B4 came from.
Ok well this is about where I stop. I'll add on if I remember anything else.
Actually they were very funny at that time, but I'm not a good story teller, so maybe they won't seem funny now.. Oh, well. :/
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