Examination Procastination

First off, my deepest condelences to Heath Ledger's family and friends. Although I probably never would have met Heath at any point in my life time, I do feel sorry for those who care for him. But enough of the sadness, i'm feeling up to writing about my exam from this morning.

So like I said, this morning I had my first exam of semester one, and i'm happy to say I think I did pretty good. Then again I thought I did good on my math exam last year, but that didn't seem to be the case when I got my final mark. Anyways, something i've noticed through every exam i've sat through, I have the tendency to kind of just sit there and watch the people around me furiously scribble at their 20 sheets of paper. It's weird, I know I should be working on my own exam, but the idea of watching others try to rack their brains for knowledge that doesn't exist has this weird yet intriguing feel to it. For example, today while writing my exam my only pen ran out, so for 20 minutes I sat there waiting for the minute a teacher would come by to help some poor unfortunate student, causing someone to turn around and allow me to ask them for another pen. In that 20 minute time frame I began pondering my willingness to complete the exam before me, because if I cared more I would have just asked within 5 minutes of my pen running out of ink.

Instead I began thinking up a list of new ways for me to figure out how to obtain a new pen and things I did try.

1.Bug a teacher for one, thus embaressing myself in front of countless others for not being more prepared.

2. Disrupt the deep train of thought of someone writing the biology exam beside me.

3. Lean back as far as I possibly can and hit Meghans desk, forcing her to acknowledge me and possibly giving me a new pen (kind of did this one)

4. Kick the chair of the girl in front of me and bug her for a pen. God knows disrupting someone who doesn't really like me as it is would make me look so much better.

5. Sit there and scribble on my last sheet of fulscap knowing very well that no ink would come out. (Although it kept me entertained for 10 minutes)

6. Crane my neck around multiple times, stretch my arms and back out, crack every knuckle on each of my fingers. (repeated 3 times)

7. Eventually managed to get Bocock's attention and got a new pen (actually happened)

This list kind of explains why i'm going back for another year of highschool. I have no attentionspan what so ever and i'm damn proud of it. Still unsure if this is a good thing or not.


J-moose