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Showing posts with label exams. Show all posts
Showing posts with label exams. Show all posts

Saturday, 9 April 2011

LOL heartily at my ineptitude.

You know that thing I hinted that I might do... That thing where I was going to write a blog post every day in April? Yeah, well apparently I suck at blogging. Three days later, and let's pick up where we left off.

Today, I was required to take charge of a group of approximately twenty five 30-60 year olds, and show them around the college buildings, as part of an alumni tour. They were all alumni who had gone into teaching, and I was there, because I am shortly going to embark upon my teacher training (grades permitting). It was a farcical example of role-reversal, where neither party was particularly comfortable with the role that they were being expected to fill. I took them to the new library, and they wouldn't stop talking. I kept having to tell them to shut up, despite the fact that they are teachers, and I am not even a graduate yet. One of them snorted, "You were BORN to be a teacher, weren't you?!" with that sarcastic, derisive teacher-sneer that I might even take up praying so that I can pray to avoid developing.
It wasn't all bad though. One chap commended me on my efforts at trying to control a large group of people, a woman told me that teaching is the best thing she's ever done, and another woman told me not to be afraid of wanting to teach in private girls' schools, because teaching is a service to society whomever you end up teaching. That made me feel much better about the fact that I think I'll be a much better teacher in that kind of scenario than in an inner city London school - the kind in which I will inevitably end up doing placements on my PGCE. I am desperate NOT to come across as a snobby private-school-girl who is terrified of the real world, but I definitely have doubts about my ability to stand and scream at a bunch of 14 year olds who have an active desire to not learn!

I am still unable to fully comprehend the fact that when I return to Cambridge after the vacation, it will be for the final time as a student. The last time I decorate my room, the last time I pick up my key from the Porters, the last time I have a beginning-of-term meeting with my Director of Studies... I am going to be taking my last Cambridge exams, having my last Cantabridgian summer. I am not going to lie; there have been times in Cambridge when I have been extremely depressed, and there are aspects of the Cambridge system that I find to be very flawed, but I am sure that every Cambridge student will agree with me, that the Cambridge summer just melts all of the work-related, system-related depression away, and replaces it with an idealised, fluffy version of university life. Lucky it ends in the summer then, I suppose. At least the resounding memory will be of fun, sun, and copious jugs of Pimm's.

I will attach a couple of photos from last summer, to get myself into the mood, and take the edge off of my current exam-related-rabbit-in-headlights state.This was taken on the day that we went night-punting. We hired a punt out overnight, and punted up to Grantchester, where we had a pub dinner and then froze under insufficient blankets until morning when we punted home. I was still feeling a punt-like rocking motion, four days later. Dan and Emma are in the foreground, and in the middle is Michaela.

This photo shows my friends who are in a Barbershop group, singing Fever. James (the guy standing up) is singing the words, "what a lovely way to burn", and the guys who are kneeling/crouching, are clicking their fingers in a sultry manner. They were performing at the Music Society garden party, at which I also performed, with my choir. They are always a crowd-pleaser. Strapping young lads...
And here I was, posing like a buck-toothed idiot with bingo-wings, and a battenburg. Look at me go. I had a whimsical picnic with Tilly and Dan, and we made tiny little sandwiches and everything, before gorging ourselves stupid. It was glorious.

Now to get through my exams and have an even better summer, this year!

Sunday, 27 March 2011

"Vacation"... (ha ha ha)

Salut chums,

I packed my life into a cupboard and a box room on Saturday, and moved my sweet self (as well as a pile of books, and a suitcase full of clothes) to Dan's parents' house. I hate moving. I hate how I have to make choices about which of my items I will get to see for the next month, I hate how I have to dismantle all of my picture displays, I hate how I always break at least one of my nails really far down, and it hurts like a SHIT. It puts me in a really bad mood, to move all of my things, and pack them away. I cannot wait until I install myself somewhere at least semi-permanent.

On the other hand, after eight weeks at university, staring at the same four walls, I do become slightly stir crazy. I need constant changes of scenery, which is probably because I lived between two houses from the age of nine until I moved to university. I cannot stay for the whole day inside the house, otherwise I feel like a slob. I have never understood "pyjama days", but many of my friends swear by them as food for the soul.

The change-over between university, and "home" is also irritating in that takes away an entire day. The packing, the moving, the unpacking, and the subsequent EXHAUSTION means that there is no chance of pulling off any productivity on that day. That said, over the last two days, I have added over 600 words to my dissertation, which is something of an achievement since I have had no real direction for it, and no feedback from my supervisor. I have hit a brick wall at the moment, and feel like there isn't much that I can contribute to it until my supervisor has got back to me with some advice as to how I should proceed. I feel like I am writing myself in circles.

On a more positive note, I have rediscovered cross stitch, and have been cross stitching feminist slogans. I will post pictures when I have finished some projects to my satisfaction. The good weather, and the copious amounts of blossom everywhere has cheered me immensely, and I cannot wait until the end of exams, so that I can start to enjoy all of the things that the outside world has to offer me!
A photo I took of blossoms near college.

Saturday, 30 May 2009

Exams!

So, it is exams...

And so the only thing I can think about is a list of things I WANT!!!

Here is a list. Hahahaha materialistic...

  • Bonsai Tree! I really want a bonsai tree, because we aren't allowed pets at uni, and a bonsai tree is a bit like a pet because it is small and cute and you have to look after it!
  • iPod Nano. I am so annoyed with my broken silver shuffle. It is really irritating not to be able to choose music, and plus it is all dented and old. But can't decide which colour I like best! Anything but silver or black really.
  • Bento Box. For some reason I have become quietly obsessed with Bento culture, and have been trawling JBox for Bentos that I like. They are so cute, and such fun! All the little accessories are adorable too
  • Holga camera. My photography obsession is getting slightly out of hand, although I failed the 366 project after a measly 12 days... The problem was the day I was working all day, so couldn't take a picture, and then I got really drunk playing the Eurovision drinking game in the evening, and didn't take a picture then either... Fail.
  • Kitten. But that's just not happening until Dan and I leave uni.

My exams are over on Tuesday, but it is Hebrew which is the worst exam in the whole world. I have got Dan a really exciting present for his after Exams treat. When Ben and Emma saw it, they went crazy! Ben turned into Samuel L Jackson, and Emma was like "you are the best girlfriend in the world!!!" I was happy. I am not telling what it is though, in case Dan reads this. Even though he knows what it is really... :)

So far, the exams have been variable. The Old Testament module was okay, although having stood around in the rain for ages waiting for a taxi that never came, to take me to the exam that morning, I was very damp all the way through the exam. Sociology was okay too, but I did talk about Garlic at one point which was wholly irrelevant. Philosophy was crap crap crap. St Anselm of Canterbury can go fuck himself. GARRRR! So just Hebrew to go. i know that Hebrew will drag my grade down mightily. I should be revising now. But apparently I am not. Oh heck.

Things to look forward to after the exams include:
  • Music society Garden party. Am singing at this, and hopefully Tilly can come!!
  • Emmanuel College May ball. My dress is epic, and it should be an awesome night.
  • Trinity Hall June Event. Ooh I need a dress for that! I want some sort of sparkly cocktail dress... Hmm.. OH GOD MATERIALISM!
  • Cheese Party. I am planning to have a cheese party with my new Raclette (my dad got it for €3 at a car boot sale in France), and baked Camembert, and cheese on crackers.
  • Going home with Dan to get all his Warhammer, and having a warhammer painting day with the lads (and Emma). Recently all of my friends of the penis-wielding persuasion have got back into their teenage obsessions with Warhammer. The painting looks really quite fun actually!
  • Making Sushi with Dan. We are a bit Sushi mad at the moment.
  • Going to France to see my Dad with Dan. Hurrah!
Just need to get a job...

Monday, 22 September 2008

The Summer.

Well, this erratic blogger is currently in Australia!

The summer has been... eventful, to say the least! I did my exams. Some were harder than others, and that showed in my results. But all in all, I got three As! Hurrah! I am going to Cambridge!

I went to Italy with my Orchestra for a week, and we also played in exotic Birmingham.



I also went to France to see my Dad and I spent two weeks there. It seemed to fly by to be honest. My sister was on her way to taking her first steps, and my brother was... cheeky as ever! I went on bicycle rides in rural France, and did all sorts of picturesque French things...

So, results day was emotional, and the day after, even more so.

I did manage to watch a film called 'Penelope' though, which I can't work out. Is it a new film? Has it been out for a while? Christina Ricci looked really young, but Reese Witherspoon looked the way she looks now... Anyway, it was a lovely whimsical film, and it had James McAvoy in it, which I would never complain about. I also made friends with a lovely woman, whose name I forget. I don't think I will ever forget her though. It wasn't as though she was particularly remarkable, but we had a bit in common, and she was very friendly. We both wept when we saw the Australian sunrise from the aeroplane window...

Since I have been here, I have swam with sea turtles on the Coral Ree
f in Queensland, walked over the Harbour Bridge in Sydney, seen the chimney in Port Kembla, touched various animals, got a new watch, got some sunburn, broken a lamp, and cut my foot, and eaten a LOT of Thai food!


So, I am home in a week, safely in the arms of my loved ones. But I am also, orphaned in my own country. My mother has just flown out to Australia for at least ten weeks, and my Dad has moved to France...

But I suppose I am going to Cambridge, so I shouldn't complain! I don't know what to expect! I am so excited but so... nervous. Stepping into the unknown! Gosh.

Well, here ends another post from possibly the most irregular blogger ever...

Wednesday, 4 June 2008

Procrastination.

Although I have a french exam tomorrow, a three hour long exam encompassing every piece of literature ever written about the Great War on Friday morning, and another exam on Friday afternoon, on the Old Testament, I am still procrastinating. This worries me greatly, it really does... But for some reason, finding artwork for every single song on my iTunes library seems like a priority at the moment. As does updating a blog that nobody reads, at 1 in the morning, the night before an exam en francais...

Alors, what has been on my mind most of all today (aside from my hideous inability to focus my mind on revision) are my plans for when these wretched exams are actually over. Here is how my summer looks at the moment:

June 19th: Last two exams! at 3 O clock, I will be free!!
June 20th-21st: A trip to Stratford to see some Shakespeare plays, as a little end of exams treat! A group of us are going, and staying in a B&B.
June 23rd: My friend Tasha is having her birthday party. It is a fancy dress affair, and I love to dress up. So I had better get cracking with my idea... SO EXCITING!
June 25th: My french group are going out for lunch with our teachers. Yay!
June 27th: The official school leavers' day, and the Ball! I have my dress for that already but i need to get it altered slightly, because it is slightly too long.
June 28th: Another party! I have a feeling this one might be quite exciting, because the girl's parents are mailing out the invitations...! Also, this is the day my Dad, Brother, Sister, and stepmum all move to France for ever. :(
June 30th-ish: My Grade 8 Oboe exam... and I thought the exams were over... I am so nervous about this one. today I did a hardcore oboe practice session, spending an hour on ONE Bach Study... :(
July 3rd-12th: Orchestra stuff! I will be on tour in Italy, and then home to do the final concert, and then up to Birmingham for the Music for Youth festival...
August 6th: It is my friend Eleanor's birthday. I have been at every single one of her birthdays for the last nine years, I think! Imagine that!
August 14th: RESULTS DAY. OH MY GOSH. I don't want to spend the whole of the previous evening checking the UCAS website to see if they have updated it telling me if I got my place at Cambridge, or not.
August 15th-(September 28th): I am going to Australia to visit my family! I haven't seen them since I was fourteen... Which is quite a while considering how much growing and changing as a person you do, between the ages of fourteen and eighteen.

So that is my summer... I hope it all goes to plan. I really do. The only other thing keeping me going through these exams, and the guilt at having not sufficiently prepared, is the thought of all of the craft activities I am going to undertake as soon as my exams are over. And the novels I shall read! I am planning to read the second book in The Cornish Trilogy. And I have been recommended 'The Master And Margarita', which was originally in Russian. I might read it, or I might not, depending upon how heavy going it is, and how frazzled my poor brain is! I want to knit a long long scarf! And I want to make a menagerie of felt animals, and a bag for myself, and a skirt...

Oh and here is the link to this woman's photos:

PaperNest

She gave me the idea of making heart shaped rainbow crayons.

And on that note, sleep beckons...

Tuesday, 3 June 2008

EXAMS!

Oh My Gosh.

At the moment, I am definitely the most stressed I have been in a long time. I haven't sent any posts for a while, because I have been so busy with my school work and things like that.

I did find time to go on a music camp though. I know, I know... band camp, and all of that... but it was actually really fun. What is odd about it though is that it is surrounded by this kind of enigma. I can't quite put my finger on it, but all of the people who run it seem to be interlinked in ways I don't understand. It is held in the grounds of this farmhouse owned by some people who just... invite a bunch of people to stay there and make music in their barn. It all sounds rather suspect to me, but it is an opportunity to eat cake twice a day and play my oboe for seven hours at at time, so I'm not complaining.

We played Elgar's Cockaigne Overture, and Sibelius;' Symphony 1. They are both wonderful pieces of music. I love Elgar with a PASSION, and the Sibelius can obly really be described as sublime.

Here are some pictures from Camp:
The top picture is of me and my friend Claire. Underneath that is a picture of the oboe section! hurrah! And the one jsut above here ^ is of the whole orchestra!!

I found an amazing person today, on Flickr. Yes, I have a flickr account too... This person's username thing is PaperNest, and I really recommend you check her stuff out. She takes lovely pictures of pretty things, and it doesn't feel pretentious at all, like some photography does.

I was going to be all clever and do linkage so you could look at her stuff, but my computer is being weird. maybe next time.