POST-TRIAL Euphoria

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

POST-TRIAL euphoria =D
Current mood: vibrant
Category: Writing and Poetry


Aaah post-exam euphoria is the BEST thing...

I'd never sully myself with illicit substances, however I do estimate that the feeling that I am experiencing at the moment emulates an LSD experience. "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds..." and I'm even breaking out into song... with the Beatles. Ok. Moving on. LOL I am very relaxed at the moment, and rather giddy. Ever fed a child approximately the entire Switzerland's worth of chocolate?

It's like that.

If you haven't, well I would supplement a video of Louie after having consumed a glass of pure, unadulterated, undiluted red cordial. Believe you me the effects were both disastrous and entertaining. Imagine a child spring up suddenly and start running in a circle. Screaming. For about five minutes. Straight. The video is on my phone, and my phone is still being the paragon of technological malfunction after I dropped it in the shower the other week. Yes, I'm highly aware of how bizarre that appears. In a way, that makes me seem like an idiotic freak that uses their phone in the shower. No, I shall explain. In a nutshell, being the consistent person that I am who places upon the highest pedestal the virtue of punctuality - I like to know how long my showers are. Ergo I habitually check the time when I'm in there – by use of my phone. It's also my bid for the environment and our steadily depleting water supply.

Wow, ok, that was a major tangent.

I'll begin with the exam today. It was highly improved in comparison to yesterday's sordid affair. Area of Study I think was hitherto the major stuff (insert more colourful language) up of my life. I died a little inside having to BUTCHER, masticate and by way of inky projectile vomit produce a bloody 'Letter to the Editor' that both conformed to the damn criteria and somehow bore some resemblance to my original pre-written short story.

It was both painful and grotesque.

Out of 15, I do believe that I'd receive somewhere around a 5. I can simply envision Grumble or Rubello seating themselves cosily in the second-level staffroom, easing themselves into a Godfather-esque wing-chair adjacent to toasty/roaring fireplace (not that we have one of those in the staffroom lol, that is entirely secret faculty domain – so clandestine in fact that I think they conduct occult ceremonies in there – I jest) and positively itching with anticipation as they eye my exam paper with burgeoning interest. Voraciously, their eyes rove over the student number and downwards as they begin reading my pile of meaningless crap. This is where the scotch comes in. And of course the scotch comes in. You NEED SCOTCH to complete the scene. Not to mention I do believe that my English teachers would undoubtedly saturate themselves with liquid luck when they discover that their best student, whom of which they had invested such hope in, stumbled upon an astronomically epic FAIL in her HSC Trial Exam.

At least it was the Trial and not the actual HSC. If it were the HSC, a blunder like that would require Absinthe - or a trip across the road to Westmead Hospital's psyche ward.

Would you believe that whilst traversing to Japanese, Miss approaches me right with, "Dana! How'd you find the exam?"

I hesitated and pondered a diplomatic answer, "...enjoyable. I laughed when I read that we had to write a radio interview transcript, I had fun with that."

"Ah yes, we went through it in class, I'm glad. Er, were you in that class when I said 'Aw they'd never give you a 'Letter to the Editor?'" She asked bashfully. It took all my eye-muscle strength NOT to glare at her.

"Yes Miss. Indeed I was."

"I'm so sorry, I told you that and I can't believe that you got one yesterday – I'm so sorry I had no idea."

"Haha that's okay, although when I looked at the question, all I wanted to do was cry."

At least she apologised. That's more than I can ask for. Meanwhile, I'll keep exhausting the dictionary of its epithets every time Grumble decides to pop into my peripheral vision. Don't think that would make a very pleasant homeroom period every morning.

The critical analysis of inner-journey itself was... interesting – 'okay' at best. I didn't integrate as smoothly as I initially intended due to time constraints but I answered the question. My hand couldn't write bloody fast enough. I've discovered my limit – five pages in forty-minutes. That's it, so in comparison to those who like to write eight, my work has to be QUALITY over QUANTITY. I had to sacrifice three paragraphs of my initial essay. Damn. I really liked those paragraphs. Okay, lol I'm working myself up into a fit – it's not like someone DIED lol. Regardless, the Short Answer Comprehension was excellent, great texts in which I could harness my bullshitting prowess and have the audacity to call it 'analysis.' I am not concerned at all about that particular segment.

And today? Blade Runner/Brave New World – LOVED IT. The question was indeed challenging – but not impossible. I guess the only reason as to why I loved it is because I loved the texts lol. I adored Brave New World for all its ironic sci-fi-ness and it's dystopic appeal. Oh my word let me tell you about how much I LOVE utopic/dystopic fiction. It's like my bread and butter. Blade Runner, although initially I hadn't warmed to it, but after analysing it I can appreciate it for its warped beauty and of course its sci-fi! =D "More human than human." I love that quote. I'd love the song too, if only it didn't sound like there was a woman having sex with God knows who in the introduction of the song. King Lear was debatable. The question was a character question so it wasn't too difficult, just extensive.

'Telling the Truth' was about a major travesty as my 'Letter to the Editor' was. This time I attempted to incorporate more elements of the text type rather than simply giving it lip-service. I think in adhering to the text type, I MAJORLY sacrificed the quality of my analysis. =( At least I had fun with it. As previously mentioned, it was a radio transcript. Could they be any more ABSTRACT? But I was enjoying myself, thinking of songs to insert randomly. And since the Module was 'Telling the Truth,' I went with it.

[Insert song break here. Song: 'Confessions' – by Usher]

LOL. And when I finished my transcript:

[Fade into song here. Song: 'Don't Lie' – Black-Eyed-Peas]

Yeah, I had fun. Now I'm having fun listening to my VICTORY MUSIC! System of a Down! You'd think with my musical appreciation that System of A Down is entirely incongruous to what I usually listen to (jazz, classical, alternative etc.) But Dyanne is like my oracle of SOAD and, oh come on! Like Chop Suey isn't a victory song! I feel like moshing, or something. (Dyz I have fallen in love with that 'Revenga,' oh my word if System was on Guitar Hero I'd die. This afternoon I was giggling and laughing, I had felt the most elated than I have in a rather long time. I also learned 'Love Song' by Sara Bareilles on Piano, all I need to do is learn the lyrics. Very therapeutic.

But alas, I have homework to complete.

Until next time,

Dana xoxox