oopsy!
Yes i have finally decided tht mabe revisin for maths would have been a good idea. however it has reached 10:30 the night before, i have tried to do a practice paper and even with the mark scheme in front ov me i cant for the life ov me work out how on earth thy gt the answers. I am debatin giving up + writing on this as the onli thing i am good for is to write meaningless drivel tht will prob numb the brains of the poor + innoncent ppl who somehow manage to stumble across my LJ. So wt do i think ov wen i imagine the 2 hour exam tmoz in which i have no calculator *sob* (those who know me will understand how dependent i am on this wonderful invention. as even nick suggested tht wen i crawl under my rock i shld remember to take it wth me as i wld prob have trouble finding my way out unless i had it clutched in my hands. Thnx nik!). Yeh so i can actually visualise myself sitting at my little desk in the cramped boiling/ freezing hall (depending on how buggered the heatin is tmoz) unable to answer any question (unless it is somethin like 5x8 which nik wz nice enough to point out = 40 not 58 lol) so quite simply how much shite am i in? A LOT! unless i can find a brain transplant by 1.00 tomorrow. nah didnt think so. well i spose it wldnt be to bad if i hadnt decided, while odviously having been brainwashed by little green aliens, to take maths next year! Yes i hear the cogs in ur head turning, wt idiot wld take maths a level if they didnt know tht 5x8=40. Ahhhhh well the phrase "find a happy place" springs to mind. Lalalalala "Walking in Memphis"