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05 May 2006 @ 02:14 pm
I'm a fucking chump  
My suckitude has reached new extremes: I missed my last final exam. Not just my last final exam of the semester, but my last final exam EVER (unless I go back to school again, HAHAHAHAHA...no).

I had looked up the time and room number over the weekend, and I recall seeing that it started at 11. So, I arrived at the building at 10:30 and studied a bit more out in the hall. The whole time, something felt not right, but I kept telling myself I was just being paranoid. By 10:45, I had begun to notice that no one was walking in, and that seemed strange. Many people show up a bit early for final exams. 10:50 passes, and still no one comes in. I'm thinking, "Maybe I'm in the wrong building?" I was pretty sure I had read the final exam schedule thingy correctly, but...you never know. Luckily, the building has Internet access and I had my laptop with me, so I sat down and logged in to check the exam schedule again.

Yeah. The exam was 9 to 11. I had seen the "11:00AM" and, in my somewhat foggy state of mind this weekend (thanks to my intestinal disease, which decided to have another round of "Let's nearly kill Miss Sophia for the 87th time, yeah?"), I had not looked very hard at the listing, or else I would have noticed it said "9:00AM to 11:00AM". So I had just assumed it was 11 to 1.

So I'm like, "FUCK!" Actually, I got really really calm; that's how I tend to deal with many crises. It's sort of like survival mode or something. I mean, when it came down to it, the situation sucked like Paris Hilton, but the fact is that there was no way it was going to kill me. Things work themselves out. During times like this, you realize what's really important in life and what's not. And while my final exam and grade were extremely important, they're not what pumps blood through my veins, you know? Life goes on.

So I waited outside the classroom door until 11. A couple of my friends came out, and I was like, "OMG, guys, I fucking misread the time, and isn't that like the fakest excuse ever? But I swear, it's totally true!" And they were all sympathetic, so that was helpful. The prof wasn't there and the grader/proctor guy had no real authority, so I ended up going back to the department's building and taking the exam in a room by myself from 11:30 to 1:30. We couldn't reach the professor, but the department administrator figured the prof would probably be OK with this. I sure hope so. At least I took the exam and it's done. And I think one of my essays was really damn good. The other was meh to decent.

But I feel like the biggest asshole ever. I mean, how completely and utterly bogus does my excuse sound? But it's totally true! I told the administrator I felt like the biggest asshole. He's always been really nice to me, and I'm sort of the model student in the department (why, I don't know...), so I think it's going to be OK. But damn. I have reached new levels of assy-ness.

On the bright side, it's 80 degrees outside and absolutely gorgeous. And all I have left schoolwise is undegrad exams to grade, a thesis proposal to write (which shouldn't be a big deal, as it's based off two papers I've written in the past), and a very overdue 25-page paper to write (thanks again to my good ol' intestinal situation, which put me out of commission this weekend). But hey, I can handle that! :)

Anyone who wants to point and laugh at my dumbassery of the day is absolutely welcome to do so. I'm just all up with the stupid this week, aren't I?
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auror fanny pants: hear me roar by bystjarna1984magic_at_mungos on May 5th, 2006 07:16 pm (UTC)
How did you keep calm? I would have been hyperventilating on the spot.
Miss Sophia: Run Screaming!miss_sophia on May 5th, 2006 07:19 pm (UTC)
I think it's like being in war: You either panic and get shot or go into this state of ubercalm and bust through the enemy's front lines.

Wow, that's a wanky-ass comment. ZOMG I'm comparing final exams to the Iraq war! Who wants to wank me? Who who who?

No, seriously, though, I'm the kind of person who angsts and complains until the situation gets really really dire, and once that happens, this extreme calm comes over me, because it's like do or die, you know? At that point, freaking out would have got me nowhere. No one wants me to fail. Professors aren't complete assholes. It was too late to do anything about it, so I just had to hope for the best!

I do have to say, though, that the five minutes I waited outside the classroom for the other students to finish the exam were the longest five minutes of my life!
auror fanny pants: easily flustered by kornpeepmagic_at_mungos on May 5th, 2006 07:27 pm (UTC)
Clearly you're a better person than me. I know what I would have done. Probably hyperventilated a little and have a minor astma attack before I did the exam and then burst into tears afterwards.

Me + exams = not good news
Miss Sophia: Chinese Fireball Ooohmiss_sophia on May 5th, 2006 07:38 pm (UTC)
Or I might possibly be more insane! *dances around on one leg making crazy fish faces*