That Biology O Level paper totally raped me. Fresh with optimism after the relatively easy multiple-choice section, I opened the Paper 2 and saw a floating water plant.Whereupon the exam paper developed a mouth and said, "I'm-a gonna do you up the ass, bitch, I'm-a gonna rip you a new one". Then it just went downhill from there.
You can tell the Ministry of Education went up to the Cambridge Examiners (cue ritual sacrifice and thumpy music to appease the Examiner Gods) and said, "Yo, dudes, we gonna try to make our students more Creative. So give us some new Creative questions, a-right?"
And the Gods said, "But haven't you been telling them to memorize everything for the past four years?"
"Uh-huh."
"So this means they're be completely unprepared to actually use their brains for once?"
"Uh-huh!"
"... Cool. What say we put in this question about genetics that resembles the bastard lovechild of a string of
ben-wa beads and an SAT spatial logic test? Hey, what about we set a question that's completely wrong and claims that your pupils increase in width the nearer you go to light?"
I'm going to BURN you, Biology textbook. This is for making me wake up at 6 AM to memorize the process of mass production of penicillin, which did not come out. >:EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!