It’s that time of the semester, midterms! Here they call them “mid-semester quizzes”. Its been a pretty hellish week and I’m exhausted, but not enough to sleep so I thought I’d update the world on my exploits.
Erin and I had our 3006 quiz on Wednesday, 3005 homework due on Thursday, 3005 quiz on Saturday, and 3004 quiz on Monday. Needless to say, its been fun. We’re through Saturday with only the Monday quiz to go.
The exams here have a pretty constant format. We are handed an exam answer booklet where we write in our names and id numbers. The exams are handed out and there is a ten minute perusal period (what it is actually called! Perusal, what a great word) where no writing is aloud. I actually really like the perusal period, it’s a nice time to get all your thoughts in order and read over the exam before you start.
3006 was not as bad as expected, though not very good. This is the class that Erin and I are missing at least two major prerec courses for. We’ll have to wait to see what happens.
3005 was laughable. We have two quizzes for that one though, so maybe we will do better? Apparently that class is the hardest one of the entire chee course load here at UQ and people try to study abroad specifically to take that class somewhere else. Erin and I transferred in missing at least one prerequisite course for it! GOSH WE ARE SO GOOD AT THIS.
3004 should be the easiest, only time will tell. The material is the easiest but the professor doesn’t like partial credit. He says that in the real world companies won’t care if you had it mostly right. Yeah well, in the real world I will be able to look up anything I need, so there. Neener neener.
Saturday night after our 3005 exam, we decided to go into the city to go to a music festival that was going on in the Valley. We were going to head in and listen, then come back at a decent hour so Erin and I could wake up early to get a head start on our studying. The night was a pretty big disaster. Some highlights: waiting for an hour with a group of about two hundred people for a bus, not even making it to the Valley due to crowds for a Brisbane festival the same night, ripping one of my two pairs of nice fitting jeans (a pretty major tear that is irrepairable) and then almost going to a potentially very fun party. Unfortunately it ended up being about an hour bus ride away.
On the bright side the bus driver was so overwhelmed with the number of people that he gave us all a free ride from the city back home. That was really nice.
When I say overwhelmed, that is a terrible choice of words to describe this man. More like apathetic. The stop we get on in the city is the end of the line slash the beginning. It’s the end into the city and the beginning out, the bus runs in a giant circle. He got to the bus stop about fifteen minutes early with an empty bus and proceeded to walk up and down it twice looking for trash. He then opened the back door and walked around a bit, waiting for the time when the bus was actually supposed to arrive and completely ignoring the huge hoard of people waiting for the doors to open. Talk of a riot or revolution was spread about, but he just calmly pulled out a little book and read a few lines.
I think he had been driving busses for so long that he’d seen it all and knew that it wasn’t the end of the world. When the appropriate time came he hopped back on the bus and slowly took out this box which we assumed held the money for the tickets, then casually taped up a handwritten sign which read “Free rides” and we all cheered.
The doors opened, and the massive push started. I remember being pushed up against the side and having a polite conversation with the girl standing behind me that went something like this
*push* “Oh I’m sorry”
“Oh it’s fine, it isn’t your fault”
“Too many people!”
“I’m just happy to be touching the bus, they have to let me on now!”
You get the picture. When we finally got home, Erin, Kylie, and I were just drained. We sat around for a while then just sadly went to bed. It has just been a shitty week overall.
Oh I forgot to tell you, I got pretty sick around Tuesday. I felt the sickness coming on Monday then woke up just feeling terrible on Tuesday. I felt like a Katy Perry song, hot and cold all day. Have you ever been sick where you feel like you aren’t really fully in your own body? I was that kind of sick. I pumped myself full of drugs (decongestants and ibuprofen!) and tried to shove some knowledge into my stuffy head.
It mostly passed pretty quickly and I was feeling a lot better by the end of the day.
I really really really really really need to go to bed. Last midterm tomorrow and BugFest auditions start. They asked us to bring some warm up games so I think I am going to show them some of the improve warm-ups that Zach showed us! I’m pretty freakin excited, I just have to survive the test first.