I passed the law! And not just passed, I passed it well! WOHOO!
This is doubly awesome because Law is definately the most unpleasant/nerve wracking/scary exam of them all so far. One I definately wanted to go through only once. Why is it so unpleasant/nerve wracking/scary? Three words: Public Oral Exam.
90 people sit in a lecture hall with two proffessors who call forth the names of the
victims students to question them verbally on Private Law. Questioning sessions will be about 15 minutes long, you will get 4 questions and EVERYONE is watching and listening as you sweat and shake while blanking on the underlying principle of possession. It wouldn't be so bad if the proffessors were trying to put you at ease, but no. The Law Proffessor is
really confrontational during the exam and watching him lay into your class mates, picking their answers to bits does nothing to calm your nerves. After failing five people in a row he broke into a rant about how students who didn't study properly were wasting his time. Luckily, that was a fair few hours before my exam so he had time to get out of his "fail all studdents" mode.
Unluckily, I came to the lecture hall at 8:30am, thinking I'd be out by lunchtime due to my surname beginning with C, to find that, actually, they were going to do it in
reverse alphabetical order. Pants. I spent 11 hours sitting on a lecture bench waiting for my turn, my exam taking place around 7:30pm. By which time all nerves had evaporated to be replaced by serious boredom; the wish that I had been christened "Anna Zzut" so I could have got it over with quickly and the sentiment that after spending a whole day waiting to take the exam I was going to be really pissed if I failed it after all that. Finally, a hot chocolate, a tea, a cappucino, multiple bottles of water and a slice of pizza later: It was my turn to go under interrogation.
And... it went well! I survived and came out with a grade! BOOYA! It almost makes up for failing the maths. In fact, I'd much rather fail the maths and have to face another math paper that doesn't judge you for being stupid if you don't know the answers immediately, then have to spend another day waiting in a lecture hall to be aggressively interrogated by a monobrow weilding Italian proffessor who totally needs to get laid.
Valentines Day tomorrow and I'm being cooked for ^_^