Friday, June 13, 2008

Know how I got to write about Indiana Jones in my exam?

I totally fucking aced it. It's my very first university A for an exam.

Goddamn I wish I could have kept that paper. It was a work of journalistic gold.

Also I didn't fail anything, though my other archaeology exam in which I wrote "Soil analysis can help in archaeology because archaeologists can study soil" got me a C. So I finish my second first year with an A, 3 Bs and 2 Cs. Compared to my first first year where I scraped 3 Cs and a miraculous B I can now justify running away from English and French and settle on equally pointless subjects. I should point out that a C is a bleh to me. It's a pass but I'm never happy with one. We won't talk of the two Ds I received for essays last year because this year I got 4 As.

Do you know what this means? This means I didn't fail. This means I am a goddamn Queen of not studying ever. This means I worked out how to write bad essays and make them sound plausible. If that's not an achievement I don't know what is.

I am feeling ridiculously proud of my lazy self. All I need now is a job, a car, a flat and a publishing deal and BAM set for life.

Also the way the exams for Glasgow are presented is so very juvenile, it amuses me. There's the year and the diet and the subject title followed by the code, credits, grade and something called result description. C is described as GOOD, B VERY GOOD and A EXCELLENT. I mean this is one step away from a smiley face.

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