Broadcast for today: Strong sneezes with a down pour of snot!

Apologies for my lack of posting! You know all my exams are now complete and I had a decent week off school on top of that before being dragged back to the building kicking and screaming. Boroughmuir does happen to look like a prison on the inside and out. But I think I've had enough ranting about that place, it's clearly not going to get any better and complaining about it won't help anything.

I have got barely any of my marks back so I'm still not sure of how I've done for a few subjects...I got an A in art though, and failed the maths paper. Then again, most of the year failed it too apparently. I wonder why?Hmm let's ponder over the reliability of the schooling system for a minute here... Nah, not the place.

A lot of stuff has been going on since I took those practice exams, had a few friends advise me on taking up a role which I may explain later, maybe not. It depends how things go...But I've also been getting mixed feedback on wether it would be a good idea to attend an art college to learn animation inside and out. Some say I'm too young, some say go for it, some even say that it's a waste of time and that I would just wind up being an art teacher instead. Thanks but no thanks, tearing my hair out over trouble makers and telling people there is a "wrong" way to do art does not appeal to me in the slightest.


On another note I'm coming down with the cold. One minute you're fine and the next you're shooting snot rockets out of your nose with the power of a hurricane! Who knew that colds could be so entertaining. I ended up explaining how I managed to shoot a huge snot rocket across the room by accident to my mum and she said I sounded proud of such a disgusting feat. Of course I am! It was gross and amazing all at the same time, that is an amazing thing if I do say so myself.

I also had a productive few days in doodling up a few things, may as well post some of it up here for all of your viewing...Inconvenience? Yes. We'll leave it at that.

Oh, and the image doesn't say "Supper" it says "Suffer"...My writing is horrid I know but my computer happened to be lagging at the time too, so that didn't really help it.

Today was an interesting day...

As my hand decided to finally hop off my wrist and run away in complete terror!

Okay so I've done almost all of my exams, only one more to go and it's a lengthy bugger. But more of that on the day, maybe?...Depends if I'm not sobbing from lack of confidence or partying because I have free time for the first time in around three weeks? Who knows, we'll wait until that mountain appears.

Okay, so today I had two exams. My Higher maths exam in the morning and an art exam in the afternoon. Sounds okay, an okay exam followed by art for a few hours, shouldn't be too hard right?

Wrong. OH SO VERY WRONG.

The maths exam would have been perfectly fine if it weren't for the one tiny detail that they completely changed the damn paper. None of the questions on the paper were like anything I have ever seen before, so I'm relitively sure I completely failed it. Mind you, I'm not the only one saying this...Everyone came out of that exam saying it was hard, so hopefully I haven't done so bad that they'll remove me from the class. That would be bad, I need something to get me into university, and maths is one of my strong points...Atleast I've been told it is? Hope they're right!

And then, around an hour and a half later was my art exam. Now usually an artsy person like myself would consider such an exam to be "fun", right? Again, you're wrong.

The SQA had once again decided to shoot me in the foot by changing the exam itself THIS year. So instead of being judged on your drawing and artistic abilities, you are tested on your art history and knowledge, aswell as how well you can remember what things look like... Oh what a pretty chair! It's brown and made of WOOD! Wow. Please write and essay about it. Oh and did we mention? It has to be four sides of A4 and has to be done in fourty five minutes, can you handle that?

Thank you SQA, thanks a freakin' bunch. Now don't get me wrong, writing is an art and I know this. But it's an art for an English literature classroom, not a painter's.
I guess the only good thing about that is that it requires next to no revision time, which tends to suggest even a brain dead monkey could do it. That's a reaaaaally impressive qualification right there.

So yes, a person with a bit of an almost constantly injured wrist is probably going to have a little bit of difficulty with writing such a number of pages in fourty five minutes...


And that, boys and girls, is how my hand fell off and ran away! If you see it please return it back to me as I do need it for my History exam. One more day of torture and then I'm free for a week and a bit! Yaaaaaaay!
...But then it just starts again. Well doesn't that just suck.

No art this time people, I don't think I need to tell you why.