#physics board exam

[hoarder-of-dragons]

I'll just say it What the fuck happened today??!!

[solis-angelus]

rip 12th science students :""")

[studykive]

physics checkpoint

it's currently 20:19 on the 4th of March as I post this. physics is not a favourite and i've been glucon-d dependent to let me have enough energy to survive studying for the board exam.

note : electronics and magnetism sucks ass.

on the brighter side, i'm never going to have to think about physics again after 6th of march :)

[snixx]

dsa exam at 3pm on my birthday let's fucking go

[insane-in-the-membranee]

Sooo mera parso phy boards practical hai AND I'm so scared man like GAWD

Ek toh meri qismat itni kharab ki last batch hai like sb batches mein 30 bachhe hai and mere batch mein only 15 and the lab is QUITE big

How tf we gonna cheat?—

KUCH AATA BHI NHIII😭😭

Ded bhai ded.

[cloutchaserkineme]

fail, girl!

5:49 p.m. Friday, on a straw mat, with peel-off lipstick on

When we were in a journalism competition, a newspaper columnist came and held a small workshop for us small budding high school students. She was one of those old-Martial Law era types, the ones who got the grit and experience necessary to survive being a journalist here in the Philippines, a dragon with callused wings swanning into a place full of ickle baby lizards with fresh bits of slick membrane still clinging to our scaly lids.

She asked who among those of us competing for the copyreading category in the room wanted to become a journalist. I was the only one who tentatively raised a hand.

She was confused, and a bit disappointed that none of these little reptiles who managed to clear the first two rounds of the competitions wanted to pursue fact-checking and editing and newswriting in totality. I thought she was just reacting as an animal bred for her field- her life was words, and she couldn't fathom anyone else trying so hard to succeed in a field they weren't going to nurture and continue in any way.

At least, that's what I thought she thought then. Now I know she was probably just confused. No other deeper meaning to it.

Like I am right now. I have not been a law student in two to three weeks, just simply going to events and covering them and interviewing clients and transcribing quotes and attempting and failing to write the articles I need to write from them.

I feel impotent and stupid and just plain useless. Those kids who didn't raise their hands... they were smart. They were onto something. They knew that this wasn't a field to pursue if you wanted to be successful in the long term. These smart kids, achievers and top ten placers in their school with their latinate appellations a soft launch for their three-to-four letter profession markers in their certificates.

They were just there because the journalism competition held a lot of points in class and school rankings, not because asking people and getting answers and writing those down and spreading them out was fun and nice to do. They were smart, playing the game like that. I just played with whatever they gave me and never thought to do anything that required higher thinking skills with it.

They gave me a pencil, then a pen, pointed me to people and events and ideas- and I wrote. I didn't think anything beyond that.

Now I type, heavily and with such excess. I don't like what I type, and I think I hate typing...even writing this update is very tiring for me. I don't like it anymore. I don't like the updates getting from my bosses and coworkers, I don't like being jealous and envious of my coworkers having their ducks in their row and effortlessly slaying this industry I thought I was a good fit for. I don't like working for people who use money to do fucking shit in my place, I don't like platforming [type of company redacted for anonymity purposes] on our articles, and I fucking hate talking to people in a large crowd.

A few days ago I met a journalist who never asked questions (fully online desk reporter, though she worked in local print media like I did) and was more anxious than me and I felt a kinship with her and she was nice. Until I saw a friend of mine during the same event, and she congratulated me for getting into law school, and that my cousin from my father's side who failed the bar exam thrice but was married to an attorney he met in law school was surprised that I was still there and why I haven't quit the silly little news writing thing I was doing. And this journalist congratulated me for doing such a good job. I felt like a fraud, like I have inadvertently put her under the same illusion I somehow cast over everyone else- the spell of "oooh look at her she is a competent person who has her ducks in a row".

She has expectations of me that I don't know how to meet!

And I was stressed but I wasn't as stressed as my friends who were also working in offices with solid hours and good career prospects and great work-life-school balance and they had three midterm exams back-to-back.

You know what I did with those same hours? Nothing. Just daydreaming and sleeping thinking about fictional characters being loved and nothing else and I have put off so much. The gig I took, the articles I am three to four days late in passing, the fucking law school!

Killing myself isn't even going to cut it anymore, the phrase has been slicing over so many thoughts in my head for nine months now that the edge of it has dulled and it can't pierce through the brain fog right now.

I want to have my cake and eat it too, like the greedy Jupiter-Venus person that I am (but the Mercury-ruled detriment of both these planets is literally knowing that this isn't practical or realistic or rooted in explainable and measurable actions). So yeah... we go fucking on? I don't know. I don't have much faith in myself any more.

Do I learn how to say no? Or how to stop saying yes?

(30) 6:34 p.m.

[fridayiminlcve]

listen to my dead poets society playlist right now or i will live in ur walls

[studywithrhea-studyblr]

...

My biology exam went well; I obviously need to work harder, but it was still better than chemistry, lol.

My performance in the Phy. Ed. pre-board exam was wonderful. Although my preparation started the day before, I still managed to excel. Regrettably, I encountered difficulty with a singular question—a case-based study from the CWSN chapter—due to my decision to bypass it initially (an oversight that subsequently posed a challenge).

Tomorrow, I will be having my final pre-board exam; Physics, and I find myself genuinely overwhelmed. Regrettably, I lack a solid understanding of the fundamentals of Physics, and my poor brain seems reluctant to assimilate any pertinent knowledge or concepts. The complexities appear to elude me, rendering the learning process quite challenging.

I regret to admit that I am honestly mentally prepared for the possibility of failure tomorrow. 𓉸

...

I washed my hair yesterday in the late evening (Temp: 7°C) and my hair is absolutely hairing, you know. It's slaying haha and I am just absolutely loving my hair <3.

On the downside, in addition to my brain not working properly, I am also feeling sick; a stomach ache and nausea. The cold weather, with today's temperature at 6°C and fog, is exacerbating my condition, and I feel like I'm freezing. Nonetheless, Winters >>> Summers!

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12.01.2024

[bluesuitcrusade]

94.2% Hahahaha TAKE THAT CBSE🥳😭

[ungratefulhooman-blog]

All these notes but still became a failure.

[studykive]

been procrastinating and underestimating physics a lot, i'm going to take a quick nap now and start studying with a fresh mind. going to finish off with the chapters i'm relatively comfortable with first to build my confidence and then move on to the tougher ones :)

[geekytango]

We came out of the physics examination hall and my friend said to me, "aaj mere percentage mere haath se nikal gye"

Bro i never related to anything more than THIS!

[pallases]

🙈

[annie-is-growing]

the day before a physics exam

[defnotmadie]

in what world did i just score a five on the ap physics exam

[yawnzshit]

P.E exam tomorrow and then Bio on thursday, i hope p.e goes well man cause 😭