what librarians do all day.
OOF. I'm so hungry. and sleepy. Just about done with a monster day. They're working me hard this week with all these stupid exams. And who says that people go overseas to slack around. ;)
But all's well that ends with an A. haha. No, but I was just thinking walking home from my first midterm... you know how before exams you're sitting there watching the invigilator hand out the papers and you're like (if you're religious in any way, or sometimes even when you're not)... 'please help me get through this' ie. I NEED to do well here. and afterwards, you think/pray 'you know just help me to know that whatever it is.. it's alright, I tried and did my best'
It's strange, that you'd convince yourself that things are ok in such an odd manner. Why were you so bothered with it in the first place that you were almost pissing your pants in the exam hall (I wasn't, the only body fluid I was secreting was sweat from running there from my last class, but you know what I mean. That clammy, ' oh my gosh, what was that formula again.. I'm so dead. it's going to come out and be like a 50 mark question or smth' ) It's just that the after thought/prayer is so.. trite. so much like something you say just to console yourself. and perhaps we need it, to carry on with our day, to close the chapter. To know that at some level, everything will be ok.
Or maybe... at some level you know that you won't remember it years from today, even an eternity from today, that a silly exam's not such a big deal in the larger scheme of things. But oh well. I still hope I got an A. :) And I'm off to find something to eat. I'm ravenous. And I'm done wasting time at the library just trying to clock my hours. :)
But all's well that ends with an A. haha. No, but I was just thinking walking home from my first midterm... you know how before exams you're sitting there watching the invigilator hand out the papers and you're like (if you're religious in any way, or sometimes even when you're not)... 'please help me get through this' ie. I NEED to do well here. and afterwards, you think/pray 'you know just help me to know that whatever it is.. it's alright, I tried and did my best'
It's strange, that you'd convince yourself that things are ok in such an odd manner. Why were you so bothered with it in the first place that you were almost pissing your pants in the exam hall (I wasn't, the only body fluid I was secreting was sweat from running there from my last class, but you know what I mean. That clammy, ' oh my gosh, what was that formula again.. I'm so dead. it's going to come out and be like a 50 mark question or smth' ) It's just that the after thought/prayer is so.. trite. so much like something you say just to console yourself. and perhaps we need it, to carry on with our day, to close the chapter. To know that at some level, everything will be ok.
Or maybe... at some level you know that you won't remember it years from today, even an eternity from today, that a silly exam's not such a big deal in the larger scheme of things. But oh well. I still hope I got an A. :) And I'm off to find something to eat. I'm ravenous. And I'm done wasting time at the library just trying to clock my hours. :)