It appears I married a freak. Well, not so much a freak, but a man of freakish intelligence. Boyfriend is the annoying type of person that will nail an exam or assessment with (or what appears to be) minimal effort. Boyfriend combines study techniques with an amazing aptitude and masters any exam.
A couple of months ago he decided to make a go at the incredibly difficult exams that are GAMSATS. He committed to studying, but did not do all that much. He did not even buy the right books. He considered this attempt a practice round. Following the exam he dismissed his attempt as a waste of time. Based on track record and his modesty, I knew there was a chance he’d nailed it. As I said, he’s phenomenal like that.
The results for the UK GAMSATS were published this morning. Boyfriend attained the mark he needed. He’s amazing. I mean he’s incredible. I’ve never met anyone like him.
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Tagged aptitude, Boyfriend, freak, freakish, GAMSATS, impressed, intelligence, proud, study
I repeated a set of exams for the third time during April. This time round I did more work. Not only did I work harder, but I worked smarter. This morning, I received my results. I passed. It is such an incredible feeling.
I have to momentarily remind myself of my achievement. It’s yet to sink in. I owe my sucess to being mature about the whole thing. Stress, mickey fits and procrastination surprisingly do nothing to achieve results.
Fuck you exams! I beat you!
I took a much needed break from the study yesterday and visited my local shop. As I was paid for my binge food, I noticed a basket of confectionery for which there was a promotional offer. The shop offered four “Ruffles” for one Euro. I am never one to pass up on a discount on chocolate. I bought four.
I was home only thirty seconds when I chomped into one of the chocolate bars. It was disgusting. It easily is the foulest thing I have ever tasted; a weird combination of coconut and marzipan. There may have been a hint of raspberry somewhere among the atrocity against my taste buds. I spat the contents of my mouth in the bin with a loud “bleugh” noise.
If you come across these awful chocolate bars, give them a wide berth.
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Tagged avoid, bad taste, chocolate, discount, promotion, raspberry, ruffle, study
I don’t know if I have mentioned it, but I have exams at the end of April. I’ve been studying most evenings in work. These days, my life is barren of entertainment and excitement; it consists of study, Boyfriend and blogging.
I took a last minute day off this morning to hit the books. I took a trip to the shop to stock up on study treats. One always should be a little liberal and treat one’s self when studying. I bought a box of Coco Pops, Rollo yoghurts and a (stale) Danish.
I scoffed the lot in less than ten minutes.
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Tagged barren, Coco Pops, Danish, eat, food, shop, study