Pen Death Toll: 1 (Exams, Week 1)
Yes. I have already killed a pen. May you rest in peace in writing utensil heaven. *angel choirs*
This week has been stressful, to say the least. I've finished 4 exam sessions out of 15 or 16 (next week is really going to be hellish - 7 exam sessions). I...I'm so nervous about next week. Some of my worst subjects - Physics and WAS, and Math Paper 3, among the 7. Massive studying (which I don't usually do...I have zero focus) is in order this weekend.
Summary of this week's papers:
Monday: no exams
It was almost weird. Willy (orch) was like, "WHOA WHAT ARE YOU DOING SITTING IN FRONT OF ME SHOULDN'T YOU BE SLAVING OVER AN ESSAY" and I was like, "nup, tomorrow."
Tuesday morning: English A1 HL, Paper 1
This was only bad because of 2 things: firstly, I spent the first hour of the 2 hour time period nodding off. Apparently I need more than 7 hours of sleep before exams to do well. >< Secondly, I didn't finish, although I will say I wrote a heck of a lot faster than usual (while trying to keep my handwriting neat...o.O) because I realized I was probably going to be short on time. There was some pretty cool psychoanalysis stuff I managed to do on the prose passage I picked (the poetry was just...whack), and I picked out an interesting interpretation. Not too shabby for my first IB HL paper ever, in my humble opinion. Total pages written: 3 front&back plus another half a page.
Wednesday afternoon: Math HL, Paper 1
Oh gosh. Remember when we used to be good at math? Well apparently it's just Aaron now (the only person to finish the test!).
Oh yes. Dear Aaron, I have no words to express how grateful I am to you for donating your time & rehashing vectors with me Tuesday night at Barnes. Your infinite patience is something I really appreciate and admire. You're the best. Sincerely, me. :)
Yeah, one third of Section B was a vector question. Even if there weren't any vector questions I would still be endlessly thankful for having acquired the knowledge. When I say I love my friends, I truly mean it. You guys are so kind & supportive to me - I can't believe how lucky I am.
Back to math-testing land, I attempted 100 of the 120 marks on the test. Of those 100, I expect to get a little fewer than 80 (give or take, depending on method marks). I think that puts me in the low-7-high-6 range? Total sheets attached: 07 (I think)
Thursday morning: Math HL, Paper 2
This was an inordinately hard test. Again, Aaron finished & was the only one to do so. On this test I attempted to start each question (I guess you could say I attempted all 120 marks?), HOWEVER I'm only expecting to get 75-ish marks due to only finishing parts of Section B. Section B was REALLY bad on this paper. I did complete every question on Section A except #10 though, although #10 was worth a bit more than average (7 marks). Total sheets attached: 06 (I think)
Thursday afternoon: Music HL, Paper 1
There's only 1 paper to the Music HL test - the rest of the exam grade is based on a Musical Investigation (2000 word paper), 12-ish minutes of composition work, and 20-ish minutes of performance. In other words, everything else was sent in before.
This test was SO MUCH HARDER than I had expected! It was basically, "Ohai, write 7 essays in 3 hours, go!" 20 marks each. Needless to say, I didn't finish. I didn't even know how in depth I was supposed to go, and I usually err on the side of verbosity (is that a word?), so I basically wrote way too much. I finished 5 of the 7 essays and started the other 2 barely. Estimated marks around 100 of 140 if I'm lucky and I wrote about the right stuff (pray...), and I don't even want to think about if I'm not lucky. Total sheets attached: 11 (9 front&back, 2 half pages - basically 19 pages of writing total)
Friday: no tests (same as Monday)
I'm so glad. I got to sleep in a bit longer - so much so that my mom got supermad at me. o.O I did have a migraine when I went to bed yesterday so my head was throbbing. I guess that makes up for it?
tl;dr
Exams are long and not fun. Too much more of the same next week. Too much writing. Expect the death of more pens.
I'm out.