Pants
Posted 06-15-2012 at 07:25 PM by Phylum
Updated 08-11-2012 at 05:23 AM by Phylum
My saxophone teacher just stopped by my house to borrow some pants. I can honestly say that has never happened before and will probably never happen again.
While I'm here I may as well mention that I've hit my first batch of exams and I'm completely freaking out. I've already had my music performance exam, which I received an A for. I have a music studies exam on Wednesday and a music theory exam on Friday. The following week I have maths, English and physics exams. The most troublesome of these is English. I'm in English Studies, aka hard English and I've been struggling with it all year. I can write crap all day, but the analysis has been really hard for me. Now in a 90 minute exam I have to write an 800 word essay on the book we read this semester and another 800 word essay on a text we will be given on the day. I can be prepared as I like, but that text analysis is going to kill my grade. Also we aren't allowed to take the book in so we have to memorise quotes, which we will be marked down for not using.
Also, I'm really bad in tests/exams. I was shaking in my performance the other week. I can push through it in maths and physics, but I really don't know how I'll go with English.
So, yeah. My teacher borrowed my pants.
