I tell you ar.....

I tell you arrr

Yes, I have updated my blog, this time to tell ya all about day 2 of my harrowing experience with the world’s craziest, toughest exams. The ACCA papers. Today was day two, and it was tougher than the first ( yesterday’s) aiyor, I tell u, for three hours I had butterflies, sandflies, houseflies, and other types of flies in my stomach. Each jabbing and biting my poor thin walls out ( I lost weight btw since the last blog).

                     

I tell you, for three hours, u never feel more adrenaline rush in ur body than ever before, I mean coughing out 3 main points of clash in debates in 7 minutes is easy, but coughing out three points for ur papers, man, that was mother of all toughness, even leather boots aren’t so tough,

I tell you, in my 22 donkey years of my existence, I never felt more stressed in an examination hall than I had today, no, it wasn’t the BIG huge airy space of the college hall, nor was it the super cold air conditioning meant to kill even the Eskimos. But rather the pressures of knowing that u have to cough out nearly 450 bucks to resit one paper. It’s the thought of all those hard-earned money go down the drain because of a pen, this is when I truly agree, the pen Is mightier than the sword.

I tell you, neither ur STPM nor ur SPM nor ur PMR nor ur silly little thesis paper in degree programmes can prepare you for the wonderful colors of Benetton u see when u do ur ACCA papers.

I tell you, in those three hours, I finally realize the full potential of my brains ( which btw is not very impressive either anyway). And how much u can actually do in three hours.

I tell you, if interviewers were to shoot me with 100 questions in 3 hours, I would gladly answer each one of them in no time, but in the paper, 5 questions also I cannot finish.

I tell you, after those three hours, u feel drained, your peni$ starts to swell because u held onto ur pee pee for a little too long, and ur hands feel so cold that u dun even need air con in ur car despite it being under the hot sun for like 4 hours. U feel a shiver down ur back that creeps, the type that makes u wanna faint.

I tell you, after the three hours, u cannot even taste the salt in Macdonald’s fries, the sugar in the coke and u cannot even tell if u had chilli sauce or if u had tomato sauce. Heck I dun even know if I was eating beef or chicken if I didn’t look at the color. Even that I had to wear my glasses.

I tell you,  after those three hours, u see 5 lanes on MRR2, u see cows crossing the roads ( which I knew were not there though the occurrence is highly possible) and u hear sirens ringing in ur ears, I have never felt that since I first started driving 5 years ago.

I tell you, after those three hours I suppose if I pass the paper in which I tell u again my dear frens reding this, please do pray fer me, I hope I can sit back and laugh at the day I suffered this trauma during the exams, It’s no fun, a first timer sitting in an examination so big, so tough, and so real, it was scary, fun, crazy, wild, weird, exciting, relieving all in one three hour examination.

I tell you, you’ll start to consider at some point if u have made the wrong or right decision, u will question if u have the energy to move on, to carry on, u start to think if u really want to go through all these for a silly title to start pushing papers,

But then again,

I tell you, when u finish the paper and sit back and finish ur half hearted macdonalds foldover, or when u start driving floatingly along MRR2 and the elevated highway, u start to smile and say hey, perhaps I didn’t do too bad did I??,

I tell you, after drinking sum sugar into your body, and walloping a cup of ice cream and sit there with ur undies on in front of the computer typing ur blog, u start to think, hey, maybe it isn’t as tough as it seems.

I tell you, when u realize that all u have is two more papers, and u have done two earlier ones, u sigh relief that u have went through the trauma, and u dun feel so bad after all, suddenly the butterflies start to mate elsewhere instead of ur tummy, and the sandflies seem to have died due to hydrochloric acid poisoning ( and probably diedof the combo dinner I had), and when the houseflies seem to have found their way out of u know where, u feel light, u feel hopeful and u feel glad it went through without any casualties

I tell you, this HarroWing experience taught me a valuable lesson, gone are the days where accountants are bookkeeping geeks, yes we are nerdy at times, not knowing the latest fall fashion, or who married who in showbiz, but we know our standards, we can shun off those old timers qualified by experience, we know much more than we used to do, we have learnt a great deal of stuff that cannot be garnered merely by reading books,

I tell you, ACCA is no play play paper, dun for a second think you can outsmart those B%^^&y kwai lohs, they have come a long long way, perhaps I may have to refer, perhaps I dun, but deep down only I know what will happen, it was great it is still great, perhaps more i tell yous after the 14^th which is the last day, but right now, all I can tell you is :

Two down, Two More To Go.

Adios, CiAOz

Comments

[Anna]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

ACCA. *cries*

5 weeks to results leh.
I don't think I really want to know.