This is it. This is the week. The week where everything will be decided.
Tuesday and Wednesday – QCS. We have done so many practises it is almost unbelievable that the real thing, the actual, legitimate test, is in a matter of hours. Curiosity is killing my metaphoric, non-allergenic cat as I wait for the topic of the writing task. So far there have been circle, gold, flight, essence and numerous other obscure themes. It will probably be something like life this time. And what will I write in response? Well…because I can’t think of anything witty at the moment we will just have to wait and see. A mere 33 hours of waiting.
Oh, and then there is exam block. The lovely feeling of both freedom and pain. It is a school student’s first taste of university life. We go to school when we need to and leave when we’re done. It is refreshingly blissful but then the two to three hours you do actually spend at school is gruelling mental strain. Still undecided whether or not to love exam block…
Anywho, my update: week of hell has passed (assessment due on every single day of the week), the week of not-so-much-hell has passed, with assessment due the next week and the stress beginning for exam block. And now it’s here.
Advice is to sleep a lot. I plan to.
Advice is to eat well… well by ‘well’ I’d say, eat what you enjoy. Cookies it is. Gluten free cookies of course since I have taken the dusty, not-so-flavoursome gluten free road.
Advice is to rug up on the day. So I will most likely be wearing my dressing gown in the exam.
The creases and crevices scarring our young faces with the glinting knife of stress will heal and fade and by the end of next week we will be stress-less, carefree and young once again. And then holidays! With an assortment of Monday uni classes…
Holiday plan? Well… I plan on having a picnic. Preferably on a roundabout…
For the rest of us uni students… well only a few… or more than a few… weeks and it’s the end of 2012 classes! EIP!
And then I suppose we would have survived the apocalypse, the Ekka flu/plague and the coldest winter Brisbane has seen in years. Tick those off your bucket list. Success.
Good luck Amelia!
I remember that first morning a few years ago, I grabbed a bunch of friends and gave a speech with a metaphor about being edible baked goods with unique toppings – it somehow made sense back then. It’s lost on me now.
In any case, you and your cohort are all in it together! Hold your friends close and think on them through the test. It really helped me!
Thank you Matt! first day down and i took your advice
every question i attempt is for them essentially. ahaha and your metaphor was brilliant 
Don’t worry Amelia, whatever mark you get, I’m sure it will be better than mine was!
I wrote a short story about two little kids called Jinh Tring and Cingh Tring who lived in Vietnam and battled an evil rain cloud and the sandman to find the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
I failed. Not surprisingly. But hey, I still got into my first preference uni course!
wow that story sounds gorgeous! even if the people who mark qcs didnt like it im sure it was great
and that is so reassuring to hear! thank you! xo