…is the word I would like to use to describe what I was experiencing shortly after submitting the mathematics paper. Evidently, somebody (read me) hadn’t quite mastered 3D Geometry the way he thought he had. What this means is that he will be hoping and praying for an 80+ in this paper.
This image is just here to demonstrate that one often forgets the correct way to orient a paper while writing during an examination, ensuing in this spectacular, yet utterly incomprehensible question-paper-turned-scrap-paper-soon-to-become-paper-mulch-and-reincarnated-as-recycled-paper. (There’s a degree of uncertainty as to the future.
My targets for the day are primarily a couple of Physics chapters I’m a bit iffy about. Of course, the word iffy is subjective and varies from student to student. For some, iffy is something of which the pages are in pristine condition and opening them is like stepping into a wonderland/the fiery pits of hell (depending on state of mind and length of chapter). For others, iffy is something that they don’t have on their fingertips. (Though with the ever-decreasing form factors of flash storage devices, this is soon bound to become a lie). For me, it’s a comfortable mix of both. But I try to enjoy myself.
Oh, and Soaring Eagle will continue next Wednesday, in all likelihood. Or I might suddenly become bored with everything else and decided to write a post on the SAT anyway…