Monday, 3 March 2014

Death By Calculus


Death by Calculus


I truly wish I could say I was taken off guard when I arrived at school for the exam, but the harsh, unforgiving truth was that I was just unprepared. I wandered to the front of the gymnasium to take my seat. I was in the front row, thanks to the alphabetical ordering. The desk was hard as stone and restricting and contained a thick book of white paper with an alien language sprawled across each page laying atop its smooth surface. Anxious for the exam to start, I found myself baffled as to why I took calculus and hating myself for slacking off so much during the course. My lack of motivation had landed me among the few students who were forced to write the exam, and I needed 90% to pass the course. As I glance up at the clock I find Mr. Becker smirking away. I bet he thrives off watching students suffer and squirm as they tackle his impassable exam. My pencil seemed distant in my hand, and any recollection of math in my brain had vanished. I was vulnerable. I feel the disgusting little grade 9's eyeing me as they wait to begin their exam. I give them a deathly glare, one that softly whispered into their soul "if that exam doesn't kill you, I will." It was harsh, but the pressure of passing had been getting to me. The exam begins and it takes all my willpower not to rip it up on the spot. I attempt the first question. Erase. Start over. this process repeated itself until I was no longer leaning on my left hand as I wrote, but slowly ripping every stand of hair that I could grasp out of my scalp, I hear a voice in the back of my head, and it smugly whispers " I knew you couldn't do it." and it was at that moment I knew. This exam might be the death of me.

Tuesday, 4 February 2014

Four Pieces Of Me


         You can't smell the roses going 80km/h but Amanda sure as heck can try. She can come off with a rather childish nature, a short attention span and often filled with way too much energy. Amanda gets on the nerves of those around her without fail, but she always means well. For those very reasons, she is much alike a squirrel, in particular Hammy, from "Over The Hedge." As energetic and as happy as she can be one day, the very next day she can come across as none other than the infamous Grumpy; one of the seven dwarfs. Her stubborn attitude and unwillingness to show compassion towards others is a thick veil for her soft and vulnerable interior. Amanda's stubborn attitude contributes greatly to her persistence to get what she wants. From marching through the fiery depths of hell to belly flopping off the high dive at the public pool, Amanda will stop at nothing to achieve her goals. Like Bartleby from the movie, "Accepted" Amanda is a very confident individual who is often caught persuading her friends into doing things they don't want to do. As self-assured as she is, her one nemesis is the dreaded di-hydrogen monoixide. Water, a basic human necessity, is Amanda's only adversary. The fact that water does not sit within the boundaries of Amanda's comfort zone is the only trait separating her from Dory in "Finding Nemo". Amanda will always jump at the opportunity to accompany someone on a daunting quest. She will however, chat your eat off the entire way.