Out of the frying pan...
The Exam
So the dreaded CFA exams have a cometh and a goethe. Sunday was quite possibly the worst exam I have taken in my entire life. For some strange reason, they herded us into the room a good 45 minutes before the exam was to begin, and I had to just sit there and simmer in ever escalating fear. The girl seated next in such shock that when I said hi, all she could do was grunt and shift her seat a little further away from me. Ok-lor.
Amongst the doodlings in my exam paper, " MonKay. MONKAY. MooOOnKAaaay. Save me"
Post-Exam
I don't feel like doing anything anymore. Talking. Going out. Work. Nothing. This is very familiar territory for me. And it fills me with nothing but dread as I see the path ahead of me, and feel the force of fate nudging me into its deep recesses.
Perhaps now would be a great time to adopt a religion.
So the dreaded CFA exams have a cometh and a goethe. Sunday was quite possibly the worst exam I have taken in my entire life. For some strange reason, they herded us into the room a good 45 minutes before the exam was to begin, and I had to just sit there and simmer in ever escalating fear. The girl seated next in such shock that when I said hi, all she could do was grunt and shift her seat a little further away from me. Ok-lor.
Amongst the doodlings in my exam paper, " MonKay. MONKAY. MooOOnKAaaay. Save me"
Post-Exam
I don't feel like doing anything anymore. Talking. Going out. Work. Nothing. This is very familiar territory for me. And it fills me with nothing but dread as I see the path ahead of me, and feel the force of fate nudging me into its deep recesses.
Perhaps now would be a great time to adopt a religion.
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