The Adventures, Mishaps and Musings of Me

So I got my mark back from Financial Markets exam. I got 29/30.

29 out of 30!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Literally, the message came up on my internet student diary saying "Financial Markets: 29" and I thought it meant a room change. Only on a second glance did I realise it was an exam result of which I then sat for a minute staring open mouthed at the screen. 29 out of 30!?! I mean, yes, I thought I did reasnobly well on the exam, but not THAT well. I kinda think there may have been a cock up in the administration, but hey, I'm not going to be the one to draw their attention to it (that can be the job of the poor bugger who thought he sat a near perfect exam to find out his grade said he failed it).

I also got my maths grade back at 19/26, which is pretty good and more importantly on target to reach the grade to get on the student exchange (something I desperately want to go on - the chance to live outside Western Europe for six months? Gimme, gimme, gimme!) I've only got three weeks left of class untill the Christmas holidays and then the painful onslought of the January exam session. The final exam session before the exhange selection preocedures, so I really need to pull my (currently crap) grade point average up out of the mud.

To summarise my thoughts on my progress with each class:

Financial Markets: Good - as long as I don't let my first mark go to my head... (too late)
Law: Good.
Math: Behind.
Macroeconomics: Very, very, VERY behind.
Russian: Good.
Italian: I have this paranoid feeling that I'm going to get ensared in picky grammar exceptions. But, I find such paranoia is a good thing providing you act constructively on it...

And I'm also wanting to re-sit my computing exam in January. "Re-sit" is a misleading word here because I never sat it in the first place, when I should have done last year. To cut a long story short, administration wouldn't let me because of missing documents. Of which I still need to get sorted... but, first a nap. Toodles!

I would tentatively, tentatively say... Good god, I think that went well.  Really well, in fact.  I'll admit, I'm not particulaly great at telling how well I've done, or not done in exams, but... I think I knew what I was doing for every question (except one freak question on the parameters of linear correlation coefficents, but for one mark I'm not exactly crestfallen!).  It almost seemed... simple.  Perhaps, that's a bad sign, but I'll just have to wait and see.  I'm certain (ha,ha) that I reached the pass grade of 60%, so really it's a matter of seeing how well (or how badly) I passed.  

Regardless, the October/November exam period is over - YAY! 

Also, I've just realised what a dump my dorm apartment has become - when you no longer have exams, suddenly your living conditions go back on your priority list - thus I have a fun filled afternoon ahead of me, involving the removal of the model leaning tower of Pizza from the sink; washing all the clothes that have decided to become one with the floor, plus attempting to locate my desk somewhere under the swamp of
paper!

EDIT: Damn it!  My shirts have all shrunk in the tumble drier.

So, it's the night before a maths exam - the first of this year.  Traditionally I would be, about now, whacking my head against my paper, formula and tea cup littered desk, and writing something adolescent on LJ along the lines of "I hate Maths" (which is silly because my whole degree revolves around maths, I can hardly hate it).

But, I'm rather bored of that attitutude.  So I'm instead taking an apathetic line of  "If I fail the exam?  Ah, well, I'll just have to take the January exam instead."  A far more relaxing way of looking at things, definately.

Right, I'm off to get a good night sleep.  Buona notte!

P.S. Happy Bonfire Night Britian!

Man, I forgot how insane taking an exam at my Univeristy could be. 

Firstly, they announce to you what room you're going to be in the day before on your 'internet student diary', but I completely forgot to check and only remembered on waking up this morning in an instant panic... At which point the announcement had disappeared.  I only found out which room by hurridly phoning up friends who are close to me in the alphabet, otherwise I would have been completely roomless.

Of course, once you've reached the correct room, then we have the exam itself.  The two assistants that were overseeing it seemed to assume that all students are cheating little bastards, and thus were positively militant in their anti-cheating policies.  I had one of them barking at me for writing with my paper slightly to the left of me (because obviously I was trying to give the people behind me a better view.)  Certainly, it was not a de-stress situation as they glaringly marched up and down the benches.  Once you'd finished, it was very much a matter of making sure that you didn't do anything that could possibly be construed as cheating.  I managed to solve this dilemma by taking a nap on the desk!

The most ridiculous thing of all was, that for all their keeness to stop people from cheating during the exam, they didn't actually check people's identity when they came in.  So, clearly their line was anyone is allowed to take your exam, but whoever that person is, they absoloutly must not cheat!!   

All that aside though, the exam went well.  For Financial Markets, surprisingly so.

Hopefully, I can say the same for Statistics on Friday...

You know I complained ages ago about having a mosquito bite on my eye lid?  How it was the most itchy, irratating thing in all itchy, irratating things ever?

Well, I stand corrected: Having a mosquito bite just under your eyelid is the most itchy, irratating thing in the history of all itchy, irrataiting things ever.

ARGH!!!

In other news today, I found out that I passed the accounting exam.  Yay for unexpectedly good grades.

So, I have to sit my dearily, dreadfully dull exam in Accounting today.  My prediction is that I will do reasnobly well on all topics with the exception of "consolidation" of which I shall be murdered by. 

But, at least this exam brings with it the joy of never having to study Accounting again.  Huzzah for silver linings

POST EXAM EDIT:  Yep.  Murdered by consolidation.  Crap.

Today's exam went fantastically!  So fantastic that I had to geekily get up halfway through to fetch more paper to write on from the desk - something I have never had to do in the whole of my academic career!

One more economics exam to go and then I'm flying home for a week to see my adoring family, eat alot of chocolate and complain about only having a week of Easter holiday compared to my other English friend's three weeks.  Two weeks for Christmas, one week for Easter and six weeks for summer; Bocconi has short changed me on my lengthy Uni holidays.  God damnnit. 

LOL at LJ friends who work.

I've just come back from an exam in financial accounting, which challenges strongly for the title of "Most Boring 90 Minutes in My Life".  I'm somewhat miffed that I couldn't get my balance sheet to balance, but apart from that it went fairly well.  Balance sheets are things that I find easy and simplistic in class, yet when it comes to exams I cock up on them everytime.  Most irratating.

However, in the pervious exam where I also couldn't get my balance sheet to balance, I only lost two marks off the paper so I'm hoping for a similar result this time round.  Except the first time may have been a marking mistake, but I wasn't going to look into it =P

On route to my exam, a man stopped me in the street to try and get me to sign up to a charity to give money to children with AIDS, however, I was in a rush not to be late so I callously said "No, sorry, I don't have time," to find that, since this is Italy, my exam naturally started half an hour late.  I felt like such a mean cow.  However, by the same token that this is Italy, any money given to charity would have most likely just ended up in someones pocket anyhow.