Orals.
I had my English O-Level orals today. I wasnt looking forward to female examiners and their bitchy attitude. So luckily for me, I got the two male examiners. The 10mins of preparation felt like literally 10seconds. I had no time to evaluate the entire picture. It was terrible, initially.
I was so nervous as I walked into the examination oral room. There sat two male examiners. One less senior than the other. I greeted,sat and started to read. I think i panicked a bit too much and read a little too fast and stumbled over a few words. Nervousness. Anxiety overtook me like crazy.
The stupid old man interrupted me during my picture discussion! What the fuck? Its either I sucked so much that I was torturing him with my ideas or I did so incredibly well that he had listened enough for a perfect A1. yeah right.
Conversation was more relaxing. I was having major eye contact with the really nice young male examiner and I completely ignored that dying old man. i just felt like ending his life right there but I didnt wanna waste my time on him. I hesitated for the 2nd convo. The topic required a bit of thinking and analysing before you could answer in proper. Tell me about the time when you planned something ahead and it didnt turn out the way you wanted it to. Is planning ahead advisable? what are your views? how true is this? It was indeed a smooth flow of convo. Then, it was all over.
Well, I guess I did my best. So I should be contented with whatever grade i get right? We shall see.
Class picture taking tomorrow.
Force a smile even if you are bleeding inside.
