Prior to exam; Mr Hurley told the whole class that we need to take a chill pill and that we do not study during lunch. me, being the ultra lazy bastard i am, did not study :), and instead, got on a high and played Big 2. it was rather joyous, entertaining, fun. that is, until the bell rang. omg, seriously, i even forgot how to integrate secx. was punching hanchao the how time when i asked him.
Scenario:
Me; OIOIOIOI WHAT IS THE INTEGREAL OF SECX?
Hanchao; it's ln(secx + tanx)
Me; DONT LIE TO ME. i know it is a negative in it somewhere. isnt it -ln(tanx)?
Me; DONT LIE TO ME. i know it is a negative in it somewhere. isnt it -ln(tanx)?
Hanchao; NO, are you dumb?
Me; well obviously. BUT SERIOUSLY, what is the integral of secx? *punches hanchao more*
Me; well obviously. BUT SERIOUSLY, what is the integral of secx? *punches hanchao more*
Hanchao; i told you! ln(secx + tanx)
Me; FAAROUT, ill go ask someone more trustworthy.
*asks yash*
What is the integral of secx?
Yash; ln(secx + tanx)
Me; are you sure?
Yash; yeah
Me; WHY ARE ALL THESE PEOPLE LYING TO ME!!!!
*asks katie* and the cycle repeats. i wanted to cry. i even forgot how to the basic integration :(
stuff happened on question 1)
Integrate THIS~
FML. shit. i forgot how to do this. crap. crap. being the stupid idiot i am, i took the long way to do everything, and it sucked.
question 1a took me a whole piece of paper, whereas i bet it took others like.... 1/4? it was even a simple bloody evaluate question too. DAMN MATHS.
Question 2) Volumes. i hate volumes. the question wasnt even clear. question 2(b)....
"Refer to question 4(a)...."
drama happens in my head...
"WAHT? 4a? wth. im only up to question 2b and you expect me to have done 4a already? what do you take me as? i nerd? farout. stupid howard has high expectatioins of us."
*asks hurley*
what does 4a mean?
*HURLEY RUNS OFF TO FIND HOWARD*, and i proceed to stare the question in disbelief.
i kept reading....
BLEH BLEH BLHE BLHE CIRCULAR DISC. O_O" O_O"
circular disc? that means... volumes by slicing. my one weakness. howard defeated truly defeated me. it was like, K.O. GG. or more like, KTHNXBYE.
next question... find the volume of the same object by shells. im often more confident in doing shells. Shells are cool. well, if i use diff. method to find the volume of something, logically, the volume should be the same... right?. BUT NOOOOO, my volumes decided to be tricky on me and like, screw me over. so in the end, i got a shape with 2 different possible volumes. OH EFFING HELL. so i spent like, another 20 minutes deciding which one was wrong. SLICING OR SHELLS? i mean, slicing was a bitch and i really dont wanna do it again, and im confident with shells, and i cant seem to find the mistake. so i had a mental war in my brain
LEFT BRAIN: Go check your slicing... you might find a mistake
RIGHT BRAIN: are you calling me stupid? asif i ever make mistakes
RIGHT BRAIN: are you calling me stupid? asif i ever make mistakes
LEFT BRAIN: well, it's slicing. Dont be too cocky.
RIGHT BRAIN: aww, slicing sucks
LEFT BRAIN: so are you gnna check it or not?
RIGHT BRAIN: fine, just because of the marks.
then i proceed onto checking it with like, 10 minutes to spare. it turns out that i dont know how to slice. which further leads onto one of the next questions.
the mysterious DONUT questions that i do not know how to do.
find the volume of this donut. that question made me wanna cry already. freakin 8 marks....out of a possible 80. it didnt even tell me what mehtod to use. so i decided to be smart and not use either slicing NOR shells. did it pay off? no. i got the volume of a cone instead.
i tried again. shells. it was mentally excruciating. and because of my earlier conflict... between shells and volumes, i tried the donut with shells as well. AND GUESS WHAT? my answers were different. again. which sucks because i spent another 5 minutes glaring at my working out, going, this is right and that is also right. GOODIES! NOTHING IS WRONG. but how come i got two different answers? even worse to come, eenie minee moed the answer and picked shells. and as for my luck, it turns out my answer for shells was wrong but the slicing one was right. i wanted to screw "I HATE DONUTS" and "FUCK 4U MATHS" along the mathematics corridor, but i remained silent.
note to self: 4u maths rots.
anyways. long weekends = lots of sleeping time = even more guilt.
3u maths coming up. i can describe SHM in one word. it sucks.
english is also coming up. which is like.... DOOM. i got a 1500 word essay, which i am pretty content with. DO NOT WANT TO CUT. or more like, cbb cutting. but then, there is no way in the world that i can replicate a 1500 in 40 minutes.
stress is killing me. got a really bad mark for core hwk and wanted to disintegrate and die. but i know that aint an option coz i probably have a bright and happy future. or not...
gah.... got nothing else to say... other than typing more left and right brain convos in my head, which would probably take forever to type. anyways, im gnna sound corny now, and say something like, i hope you all pass 3u maths and english advanced. then we can all get an atar of 99+ :). omg, i sound like a spastic. how lame.
