Well how about this?
You have an exam in the morning and for the whole year your teacher has told you that you can take in notes to help you. Well there I am reading my notes over to familiarise myself with them before tomorrow and I look in a revision guide to see if there's anything I can add.
Imagine my confusion when I come across a sentence which says 'of course you aren't permitted to take any additional notes into the exam'
Oh yeah OF COURSE...
Slightly concerned I check the website of the examination board which confirms my worst fears. The notes I have are useless and I learn at the very last minute it must all be commited to memory. Well that's just brilliant. So why on earth has my teacher been telling me I can take notes in?
I alerted all of my classmates who were equally as surprised and disheartened as me and when we phone our teacher she tells us she's been reading from a specification two years old and didn't realise anything had changed.
Well that's just great!
Thanks, miss...
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Sunday, June 24, 2007
D'oh!
Yeah, so I'm now regularly doing 4 different jobs silmultaneously at my place of work, the latest addition being the somewhat tedious task of counting, organising, sending away blah blah blah of each day's takings.
Basically this involves locking oneself in a poky little room, surrounded by absurd amounts of money, a tempermental, mistake prone money weighing machine and a calculator. It's a task that one missed step or one miscalculation sees the whole thing plunged into confusion. A mistake is not easy to rectify, even if you know what you've done, and I made a bit of a whopper today.
After all the processes were complete I then had to have the computer work out if the takings I had were all present and correct. Well doesn't the bloody thing tell me I'm £3000 over!? I couldn't even begin to comprehend where I had miscalculated or counted £3000 out. It's normal to have a pound or even up to a tenner but otherwise the procedures are fairly watertight and don't allow for such errors. But when they do, boy are they hard to fix.
Turns out I'd looked at the wrong column and typed the wrong number into the calculator, resulting in that difference.
Sad to think that one tiny little mistake like your eye missing a line can keep me in that office an extra three hours and pound my head more than necessary.
Psssht. They want me to do this every weekend, which is against what I asked when I first agreed to do it. Suddenly every other weekend has increased slightly but if it's going to be as irritating as this, they'll have a fight getting me in there on a regular basis.
Bah!
But one musn't grumble, I'm outta work for the next 7 days. I'm not too excited mind you, the holiday has just been booked to make time for exams.
It's a sad life I lead isn't it?
Basically this involves locking oneself in a poky little room, surrounded by absurd amounts of money, a tempermental, mistake prone money weighing machine and a calculator. It's a task that one missed step or one miscalculation sees the whole thing plunged into confusion. A mistake is not easy to rectify, even if you know what you've done, and I made a bit of a whopper today.
After all the processes were complete I then had to have the computer work out if the takings I had were all present and correct. Well doesn't the bloody thing tell me I'm £3000 over!? I couldn't even begin to comprehend where I had miscalculated or counted £3000 out. It's normal to have a pound or even up to a tenner but otherwise the procedures are fairly watertight and don't allow for such errors. But when they do, boy are they hard to fix.
Turns out I'd looked at the wrong column and typed the wrong number into the calculator, resulting in that difference.
Sad to think that one tiny little mistake like your eye missing a line can keep me in that office an extra three hours and pound my head more than necessary.
Psssht. They want me to do this every weekend, which is against what I asked when I first agreed to do it. Suddenly every other weekend has increased slightly but if it's going to be as irritating as this, they'll have a fight getting me in there on a regular basis.
Bah!
But one musn't grumble, I'm outta work for the next 7 days. I'm not too excited mind you, the holiday has just been booked to make time for exams.
It's a sad life I lead isn't it?
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Monday Blues...or monday snooze?
I don't do lie ins, wasting the morning away in my bed until lunch but tomorrow for the first time in years, I will have the opportunity to do just that.
Do you think if I stay up into the early and progressively later hours of tomorrow morning before I sleep I will then be able to doze until a time that warrants the title of lie in?
It's the first chance I've had in so long and I just want to mark it...because I can!
Logical? Nah! Knowing me I will still get up relatively early anyway and begin to regret my disobedience towards my drooping eyelids
We'll see...!
Good night and I hope everyone had a lovely weekend. I'm preparing myself for a severely un-manic Monday and I can't wait! ;)
Do you think if I stay up into the early and progressively later hours of tomorrow morning before I sleep I will then be able to doze until a time that warrants the title of lie in?
It's the first chance I've had in so long and I just want to mark it...because I can!
Logical? Nah! Knowing me I will still get up relatively early anyway and begin to regret my disobedience towards my drooping eyelids
We'll see...!
Good night and I hope everyone had a lovely weekend. I'm preparing myself for a severely un-manic Monday and I can't wait! ;)
Friday, June 15, 2007
Click the link!
Just when we thought the movie business had run out of ideas....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMp8mSRiHow
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sMp8mSRiHow
Friday, June 08, 2007
And into June...
It's nice when the heavens open and the sky explodes with thunder and lightning when you're walking home. And with sodden clothes weighing you to the ground, you get the fright of your life when a loud bolt strikes a tree very close to you.
Really nice.
Never been so wet in all of my life
Really nice.
Never been so wet in all of my life
Sunday, June 03, 2007
At last!
It's been a long time coming, well over ten years to be exact, but finally, after a particularly difficult two years stuck in the heavily flawed education system supplied in my area, my school life is approaching a forseeable conclusion.
I have five school days left until all I have to do is attend my examinations and already I can feel the intense weight of burden being slowly lifted from my shoulders.
Up until after my GCSE's I saw education and school as my only way to make a decent future but sixth form life, if it's quality is high enough to be classed as that, has totally changed my views.
From being a very dutiful servant to lessons and school tasks, I now cannot wait for it to be a distant memory.
I will certainly miss the social side of it and will hold dearly on to fond memories, but very few will belong in the last two years.
Five days, encounting.
I have five school days left until all I have to do is attend my examinations and already I can feel the intense weight of burden being slowly lifted from my shoulders.
Up until after my GCSE's I saw education and school as my only way to make a decent future but sixth form life, if it's quality is high enough to be classed as that, has totally changed my views.
From being a very dutiful servant to lessons and school tasks, I now cannot wait for it to be a distant memory.
I will certainly miss the social side of it and will hold dearly on to fond memories, but very few will belong in the last two years.
Five days, encounting.
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