.:Dreams and Swords:.

The Nerve

Exams always seem to drive me a little bit batty. There's something about that stupid piece of paper with block print questions on it, the sole purpose of which is to determine whether I'm intelligent enough to someone's fucked-up standards, makes me furious, nervousness, indifferent, and apoplectic all at once.

I suck at any type of standardized testing, especially if I care about the outcome. If I don't give a flying rip about what score I receive for some reason I do quite well. Irony. Have got to love the irony.

The time I took the SATs, I fell asleep. I was spouting z's halfway through the math portion of the test. Surprisingly, I did better than many. However, my scores were less than stellar. In my own defense, I have full blown pneumonia. But still... 

Honestly, there is a great hypocrisy to all standard testing. Those tests don't determine your value or IQ whatsoever. Those tests determine if you brain can function of a bizarre scale of intelligence that, given enough time, even a trained monkey could accomplish.

I could get into a whole psychotic rant about testing and the like but not tonight. All of this was simply to say that I took my first in Bio Anthro. Even computerize, without the block print questions, I still feel the battiness hours after finishing the damn thing.

Here's to hoping I did okay.