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Exams and Shizz

Heyall.

So I just came back from a Lab Exam right now.

You see, I'm doing Engineering in Computer Science right now. And so is possibly half the world. But that's not the point.

The point is, that when I am wired in, i.e. if you've put me in an intense time shortage situation with a computer in front of me, and an objective to achieve- in the most efficient possible manner- while at the same time accounting for all the mad-bitch exceptions and variations, I am the biggest asshole on this planet.

Don't talk to me,
don't talk around me,
don't ask me stuff,
don't look at me,
don't look at my desktop and be confused.

because what's going on in my head is like this:

aosdfhsdqlakjfhiaoufjlksdhflierhfakjdhfijadlfkh2qpomxeozpfyumnjxehgwfklqw

except, in that moment, it makes sense to me. Which is a very hard thing to catch- especially for me.

So when my Teaching Assistant, who is basically gonna be the one to evaluate me, asked me, if I thought, that my logic was perfect in certain places, WHILE I was coding, it wasn't a very smart move on her part,
and me sushing up my evaluator wasn't a smart move on my part.

Especially, since, by the end of it, the guy on my right, who copied my code for atleast half an hour(till finally some teacher noticed it and moved my computer screen away from him) managed to make it work, while my own code, betrayed me (i'm certain, because of some very stray and small errors, which are rather common things during programming)

And sure enough, my TA barely listened to my logic - as I explained it, and didn't even bother asking me the logic for the 2nd question(there were 2), and I, who happened to remember that she forgot had to remind her.

GAAAAAAaaaaahhhhhhhh.

Comments

fivefeetsmall said…
Coding is a bitch. :-\
Sam said…
True zat.

But I like it too somehow. :P
Red Handed said…
SHIT HAPPENS...........ALWAYS!
Now I shall repeat what almsot every parent says to their child...BETA NEXT TIME!
Sam said…
Haha, I know.

Its cool. :P
Haww! Too bad.
Ah well. Evaluators are the shizz. In the bad sense. =D

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