A month ago, just as my A’level examinations kicked off, I thought to myself: ” I’m going to miss CIE. My life for the past five years have revolved around it. How will I ever forget this?”
NOW. Things have changed. I HATE CIE. I HATE A’LEVELS.
My first exam was Mathematics P1, which went pretty well, but for the mathematics paper that followed P1, horror ensued. LITERALLY. You can almost paint an image of a troll face in your mind as you stare helplessly across the white paper, and down on it as an insolvable question bares it’s teeth.
I hope I make it through this. Limping around on a condition, my mind is in a state of panic. It really sucks when you realize that you need to do more, but you don’t have the time for it.
Here’s to hoping that you never face similar circumstances!
(CIE = Cambridge International Examinations)