Okay, Pens down

Those words can either bring apprehension, self doubt, relief or a signal to write like Speedy Gonzales on amphetamines.

I am, of course, referring to the signal to stop writing because the time you were allocated for an exam, is up. Gone. Kapeche.

I was reading last month's issue of Frankie last night, and stumbled upon the Five Creatives on the Meaning of Life article. When Angus Sampson was asked what motto sums up [his] approach to life, he replied by saying: "Time flies when you waste it"

This is quite the antidote to time flies when you are having fun, otherwise it implies that wasting time is fun. Of course wasting time can be fun, it can also be mind-numbingly boring. I discovered this today in my Maths B KPS (that's knowledge and problem solving for the all the readers [that I probably don't have, but this information will be useful when I am world famous and people around the world go back to look at my old blog entries *cough*] that aren't aware of how Maths B exams are title).

Suffice to say I am terrible at maths. I hate it. I have a personal belief that negative numbers do not actually exist and seeing as something as mundane as negatives are not real you can hardly imagine fancy things like integrals being real. This is what the test was on. Integrals and something to do with "maximising" and "minimising" and "stationary points". None of which actually exist. Needless to say after I finished my D level questions (questions you must get mostly correct in order to fail) and my C level questions (questions you must answer as well as D level to pass) I started on my B level questions. By started on, I mean stared at blankly for about 30 minutes. After staring at them I glanced at the A level questions but it was awkward because they were better than me and were looking at me with condescending expressions. Any who the point of this paragraph is that I had about 20 minutes left of the exam when I had done and checked all I could.

I wasted this time but my goodness, the time DID NOT fly, nor was it fun. Unless you find staring at a massive GIF image of a clock projected onto a stage in the middle of a cold and sterile gym filled with folding desks and frustrated students fun then being in the aforementioned situation is not desirable. So really time flies when you have fun, but does not fly when you waste it. I drew a picture of a guy a few rows in front of me in that 20 minutes whilst maths teachers looked at me with disgust/jealousy of my fully sic drawing skills. I think it was the latter. I was relieved when they said "Pens down".

Exhausted from doing nothing for twenty minutes I was glad it was lunch. I had a cheddar mite scroll and me, Courtney and Charlotte walked to Charlotte's home. Charlotte got an iPhone yesterday (not an iphone but an iPhone. Her iPhone corrects the lowercase 'p' - did I mention it was an iPhone?). Also Georgia wrote me a letter which was lovely. Here's to Georgia!

So after having a relaxing time at Miss Charlotte's residence it was time for round 2 - QCS practise SRI. Time chose a different way to "fly" for this exam - I think it was flying Jetstar or something because the flight time was relatively quick but my goodness it was cramped. In an hour I had realised I wasn't even halfway through. This hour went very quickly - time flew but I wasn't having fun nor wasting it!! At "okay you have 10 minutes" i still had two units left with three questions each. I looked at one unit - maths uh blergh SKIP and moved onto the last unit and managed to do two questions. I didn't finish. There wasn't enough time!! Time flew! When they said "pens down" I started writing like Speedy Gonzales on crack.

Maybe time always flies. I suppose it just takes whatever flight is available. Sometimes you enjoy the flight and it goes quickly, or perhaps you sit there doing nothing and wish that time would go a bit faster. Sometimes you'll get a window seat or be sitting with nice people who don't suffer from motion sickness. Your flight could be delayed or maybe even crash. Hell, maybe some day you'll fly first class. How has your time been flying? Leave a comment!

For now, I might just fly out the window.

Love Lucy


This is the picture I drew. Yes I took it with a digital camera, no I do not have a scanner.