O hey! I forgot to update on how the horrible ICT exam to which I dedicated two whole posts went! :O
But well that was because of the fact that I had the even horrrible-r Chemistry exam the next day. And after the Chem exam I had sweet wonderful complete freedom for three weeks to come. So I was so caught up in the events that followed that I forgot all about telling you about how my exam went. Haha no I'm not under any delusions that people actually care, but I wanted to do it more for myself than for anyone else =p
Okay enough of the gibberish. I 'll tell you what I did - I screwed up. Worse than I had in yeears. Possibly the worst ever screw-up of my life.
The exam consisted of three sections, Microsoft FrontPage, Excel and PowerPoint. The latter being the easiest, I tackled it first. As I advanced, I found the exam mainly consisted of things I had not ever, ever even heard being mentioned in class. But I'm not what you'd call the most attentive child, so that's a pretty invalid argument. And the teacher said while rolling her eyes, "We did it a million times in class!" in her horrible accent, when I pointed this out to her. You need to learn how to count, miss. -_-
But then in the end everything turned out okay and I managed PP well.
Excel. I did about 25% of that section. It was kind of pretty much what I'd practiced at home. But the bloody formulae involved did not yield the required results WHATEVER I DID. I tried so many variations of the formula but NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING worked. I swear I tried a hell lot of things considering the time we had left. NOTHING I did would set it right. I swore (exaggeration, obviously. I did not) and left it with the hope that I'd find it somehow miraculously solved when I came back to it.
The third and last accursed program - FrontPage. Those of you who read my previous posts about the exam would know my ancient laptop (bless it) did not hold the gem of FrontPage. And by the looks of it, it had been discontinued by MS Office. I got hold of an MS FrontPage torrent, thanks to N. But it failed to download despite my trying about 7 times. So I'd properly given up hope.
Anyway, in the exam the FrontPage part gave me a heart attack. It was worse than I'd expected, and my expectations were very low to begin with. I had no clue whatsoever. I freaked out completely. I called out in Urdu (out of sheer desperation) to my friend who did know it. She was sitting a good distance away from me, and my call naturally attracted unwanted attention. But I did not give up hope. I pleaded with her to tell me SOMETHING atleast while she was on her way to get her printouts. She hurriedly told me stuff that went over my head. I tried to get started on it. But with the looming end-of-time-limit and my annoying classmate seated beside me (half of whose paper I had done earlier btw), I managed to do about 3% which went completely off-mark I'm sure. But I didn't hand in the paper blank.
And, yes you guessed it, there was no time to go back to Excel and fix it.
There were still about 10 minutes to go and extra time might have been given, but I chose to leave rather than sit in desperation and wait for divine intervention (as the prospect of human help coming was unthinkable under the teacher's watchful eye) that would somehow set everything straight. So with a horrible sickening feeling in my stomach, I gathered my printouts, saved my work, handed it in, cursed ICT under my breath and left the lab.
I went downstairs and met those who'd left earlier. All of them had similar feelings so we consoled each other and the disaster was suddenly forgotten (for the time being) in a couple of laughs. I love my friends at such occasions.
Fast-forward to result day:
When I saw my result sheet, I saw a 79 in ICT. Damn ONE MORE MARK AND I COULD HAVE GOT AN "A". Atleast I didn't fail. But the grudge for the teacher strengthened in me and I resolved to work harder to improve at ICT. I just hope it lasts longer than my new year resolutions.
I got 3% less overall than dear N who came first. Because of dear ICT my % plummeted. She scored a whopping 92% in it and that made all the difference.
Byebye *Insert Furree Katt style heart*
Wednesday, 5 January 2011
Sunday, 2 January 2011
New heights my anger has reached
You make me feel like I'm an exceptionally intelligent person, owing to the stupid silly mistakes you dumbly make. You make me fume, you do. It's not your fault, maybe not. But you make me want to bang my head against a solid concrete wall. WHY do you have to act so bloody DUMB. Why do you act as an insult to your age. If you really are that stupid, at least take the trouble to just make yourself look less stupid. Or do you do this on purpose? Your purpose being - 'to annoy the living hell out of me'? It's not cool, trust me. And ask anyone out there, I'm sure they will agree. It's not cool. Halt, in the name of God, halt.
Okay. Vented out the anger. Feel better. -deep breaths-
On a different note, I'm thinking to delete this blog and start over. New profile and all. Or maybe just a new blog, with the same profile. Or maybe just continue with this blog after a careful cleanup of it. Or maybe a new URL / title for this existing blog.
All these ideas have been continuously running through my mind. I don't want to make a hurried decision and regret it late. It's my blog, after all. And serious business, a blog is.
Oh and btw, my life has started revolving around those little red numbers near the top left of your Facebook page. (Poor description, I know.)
Yes, notifications.
The sad life I lead needs a change, pronto.
Tata. More later.
Okay. Vented out the anger. Feel better. -deep breaths-
On a different note, I'm thinking to delete this blog and start over. New profile and all. Or maybe just a new blog, with the same profile. Or maybe just continue with this blog after a careful cleanup of it. Or maybe a new URL / title for this existing blog.
All these ideas have been continuously running through my mind. I don't want to make a hurried decision and regret it late. It's my blog, after all. And serious business, a blog is.
Oh and btw, my life has started revolving around those little red numbers near the top left of your Facebook page. (Poor description, I know.)
Yes, notifications.
The sad life I lead needs a change, pronto.
Tata. More later.
Saturday, 1 January 2011
The cheenkain won't go away
I am a die-hard fan of Harry Potter. I love the series to bits. I'd give anything for the entire HP-world to be actual and not just a figment of JKR's amazingly vivid imagination.And to be a proper part of it obviously, if it did exist. I'd hate to view it from a Squib's/ werewolf's POV. Being a Death Eater, for instance, would be fun. (6)
I don't have crushes.
I'm obsessed with looking good, and lack the patience required to work towards this objective.
I stress my eyes wayy too much.
I'm really really really lazy. I hate work. I hate work. I hate work. Work very rarely interests me, instead it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours on end. No exaggeration.
I have the inability to actually stick to my ambitious plans. For example, I will , suddenly - entirely out of the blue, be overcome with the wish to lose weight, formulate a diet plan and resolve to stick to it until the desired results are achieved. The whole plan will collapse upon sensing the delicious smell of chips frying and my passion to lose weight will evaporate.
I love walking alone aimlessly, staring into space and thinking about when my life will leave its present depressed state and transform into my ideal one.
Okay, I know those were lame. But I'm feeling a lot less creative than usual, owing to the big disappointment yesterday.
Now the 7 people I give the award to:
Furree Katt, awesome writer. My new favourite blog. The effort she puts into her posts and the way she makes the content so inviting is commendable. Gob bless you :D
The Me, one of the blogs I await posts hungrily from (screwed up grammar? idc right now), very interesting and fun-to-read. Oh and her Paint skills are awesome. Btw, I learned the spelling of the Psych in Psych Rant after several attempts :P
Mehreen Kasana - possesses yappin' writing (and Paint) skills. The besttt in my opinion.
fatima - cuz she's the sweetest and cutest blogger, and happens to be my sister :D And also because I'm mentioned in her blog :D
Cloud Khizzy, fun and interesting style of writing, keeps the reader hooked
Stylish Muslimah, lovee the blog. Very creative ideas for how to don Islamic clothing and look stylish and trendy in it.
Maryam Reza - cuz she's purely awesome and is one of the writers I aspire to be. And she's the reason this blog exists. =D
PS: I don't like how the title has nothing to do with the post.
