So what do you say?
You can't give me the dreams that are mine anyway,
You're half the world away ..
Half the world away ..
You can't give me the dreams that are mine anyway,
You're half the world away ..
Half the world away ..
I had my third and penultimate exam today and Christ almighty, this one pretty much kicked me in the balls and walked off. Looking back, there was an ungodly amount of material that I don't recall ever learning, let alone revising. There was also the question of why this particular module is assessed in German rather than English like the others. That would have probably helped, especially when that sinking feeling sinks in after only reading the questions, none of which I understood. Barring revision, it's actually been a while since I actually did any proper German practice, neither speaking nor writing, and although I could visualise and rationalise this exam in my head, in terms of actual application, this foray back into the thick of it wasn't a promising messenger of hope for the future.
Once I'd decided on a question there remained the minor point often encountered during exams of getting your shit together and scrawling some coherent answer. Uninspiringly, my writing was legible almost to the point of being neat and tidy, which suggests I sat for long periods inbetween writing slowly. The question was something about the 'new' Berlin. I honestly couldn't tell you more than that, even after writing an answer on it. After translating some of the question words online this afternoon, I was still unsure as to what the question had asked, but I'm fairly confident that it sure as hell wasn't what I was waffling about. My confidence sinks and bursts into flames, like the Hindenburg. I sense August resits.
Language degree? Oh the humanity.
Once I'd decided on a question there remained the minor point often encountered during exams of getting your shit together and scrawling some coherent answer. Uninspiringly, my writing was legible almost to the point of being neat and tidy, which suggests I sat for long periods inbetween writing slowly. The question was something about the 'new' Berlin. I honestly couldn't tell you more than that, even after writing an answer on it. After translating some of the question words online this afternoon, I was still unsure as to what the question had asked, but I'm fairly confident that it sure as hell wasn't what I was waffling about. My confidence sinks and bursts into flames, like the Hindenburg. I sense August resits.
Language degree? Oh the humanity.In non-exam related events that can only warrant curiosity, an assault rifle arrived for me in the post yesterday, an order from a couple of months or so back which I thought had been cancelled due to some mixup with money in my account and whatnot. It seems not, so my loss was their loss. Ha. It's only a bb gun, but for the somewhat low price I paid for it (£25-30 I believe) the thing is fucking powerful. I'm sporting two bruises, one slightly bloody, through my 'testing' of the weapon. So yeah, that was unexpected.
Final point:- "Robogeisha" has been licensed for a US release, which should mean its making it's way over here shortly after. To this I say 'God help us all'. YouTube it. It's the first result. Does one laugh .. or cry?
Final point:- "Robogeisha" has been licensed for a US release, which should mean its making it's way over here shortly after. To this I say 'God help us all'. YouTube it. It's the first result. Does one laugh .. or cry?
