I am lying on the mattress, feeling exhausted and relieved that I'm done with the papers. I can feel a heavy burden being lifted off my shoulders. I know that I gave it my all and want to think that it's enough, but there's a part of me that rationalizes that I could've done more, especially with the essay sections for the English and Law papers. Don't be surprised; essays and case analysis in Law aren't uncommon either.
Okay, so let me relate more about English first.
Adrian and I made a pact that we'd tackle this within the hour because although there were only 3 parts in the exam, it was by no means a piece of cake. I don't know about him, but it took me an extra half an hour to complete this section. Ugh, reviewing it at the eleventh hour for communication errors revealed that there were loads of gaping holes that threatened to lower my scores. I used repetitious words and shaky arguments in the essay in an attempt to beat the clock.
Some of you may not agree with me, but I've always believed, after being done with the History paper last semester, that it's always for the best to attempt to finish all of the stated questions.
What about Law?
Well, I can summarize it in a couple of sentences: although I revised on the important concepts and drilled into my head the nights before, penning the essay for the second time led me on a divergent course to the point where I was scribbling my answers, ignoring the pain that the wrist produced, on the exam booklet provided. In the end, I exited the examination hall, feeling worst than when I entered and blurred to the core.
The events that are usually the result of me being blurry have shocked Guang Wei when I shared with him the consequences of sleep deprivation (in an attempt to nudge him to an earlier rest). Let's see; I've left my cell phone once in the English class and sought permission from Mr. Andrew (whose Chemistry class succeeded ours) to retrieve it. I almost repeated the same mistake in Media Arts when I departed for home. In addition, I left the English folder in Student Lounge and completely forgot about it until 3 hours later, making me pace the floor in terrible panic as I harassed some folks. And today, I had the nerve to leave without my polka dot cardigan. Thinking back, I feel bad for having disturbed three people to keep an eye on it.
On the bright side, Friday will be a special day.