Ahwell, my exam took place this morning. At 8 in the morning. A Mexican writer once said that nothing that starts that early can ever be good.
I think I didn't do very badly, considering how little I actually studied. Out of the 120 questions, I was able to answer about 40 immediately --I know those are right. Then I restarted and went through the rest carefully, and I was able to round my 80 percent chance of being right answers to 100. The rest, I'm sad to say, were eductated guesswork.
The thing here, I think, is that for some reason this exam isn't made to measure your knowledge but your problem-solving abilities, I think. For example, I was utterly lost in physics, but since it's a multiple choice test I could work out most of the problems through algebrae. Same thing happened with trigonometrics (trigonometry?). In chemistry, for example, there were several questions about chemical reactions about which I had no idea, but upon close examination I noticed that in all of these questions only one of the choices featured a correctly balanced chemical reaction, so it was easy.
Maybe, as well, I'm talking a lot of bullshit because I don't even know if I'm gonna pass. For all I know I totally failed the exam and I'll be left with no school and an absurd pride for my unexistant problem-solving abilities. But at this moment I feel relatively confident I'll get 85 points at the very least, which would be fairly ample in a college where the cutoff point for literature degrees usually lies around the 50 points.
And also, this cientific approach of mine caused that it took me a long long time to finish the exam. The first time I did it, six years ago, I remember I was off and having breakfast half an hour after it started. This time it took me more than two hours. Two minutes per question, all in all. It was kind of sad when I walked out (I was feeling kind of dizzy I'd been concentrating so hard) and I found a girl sitting outside. I borrowed her lighter, and she asked me how I'd done. I told her I thought I'd done decently well. She started crying and said she didn't understand, she was straight A's in highschool but still she had left more than 40 questions unanswered. I felt bad for her.
I think I didn't do very badly, considering how little I actually studied. Out of the 120 questions, I was able to answer about 40 immediately --I know those are right. Then I restarted and went through the rest carefully, and I was able to round my 80 percent chance of being right answers to 100. The rest, I'm sad to say, were eductated guesswork.
The thing here, I think, is that for some reason this exam isn't made to measure your knowledge but your problem-solving abilities, I think. For example, I was utterly lost in physics, but since it's a multiple choice test I could work out most of the problems through algebrae. Same thing happened with trigonometrics (trigonometry?). In chemistry, for example, there were several questions about chemical reactions about which I had no idea, but upon close examination I noticed that in all of these questions only one of the choices featured a correctly balanced chemical reaction, so it was easy.
Maybe, as well, I'm talking a lot of bullshit because I don't even know if I'm gonna pass. For all I know I totally failed the exam and I'll be left with no school and an absurd pride for my unexistant problem-solving abilities. But at this moment I feel relatively confident I'll get 85 points at the very least, which would be fairly ample in a college where the cutoff point for literature degrees usually lies around the 50 points.
And also, this cientific approach of mine caused that it took me a long long time to finish the exam. The first time I did it, six years ago, I remember I was off and having breakfast half an hour after it started. This time it took me more than two hours. Two minutes per question, all in all. It was kind of sad when I walked out (I was feeling kind of dizzy I'd been concentrating so hard) and I found a girl sitting outside. I borrowed her lighter, and she asked me how I'd done. I told her I thought I'd done decently well. She started crying and said she didn't understand, she was straight A's in highschool but still she had left more than 40 questions unanswered. I felt bad for her.
posted by gaby san at
6/14/2003 10:58:00 PM
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