7:55 am. Exam in 20 min. Building is locked at all entries, with no access from my student card. Bad way to start my Saturday morning.
What's worse is that there was NO ONE from my class around. Funny, considering the Swiss are supposed to be on time - maybe it was 8:15 Vaudois, meaning that people have a 5 min leeway.
In any case, when someone from my class finally does show up (after I panicked and called Paolo, Claire's boyfriend, to let me in since he is an architecture student), he's all relaxed and chatty and whatever. No care in the world. So, we chatted beforehand, me all the while worrying about last-minute cramming possibilities, when we arrive to the testing room. The tables happen to be covered in the first year architecture year projects, which doesn't work if you are trying to write an exam.
The professor shows up, looks in the room, walks away to find another room. We sit there. The others lag in about 5 min before exam time. Okay, so I guess this may work out, maybe.
Well, we get the test (never having had any exercises during the semester, I have NO IDEA what to expect). Turns out that we don't need a calculator, so that's good. Then I turn the test over. First of all, they couldn't decide which language they wanted the test to be in, so they used a little of both. Some questions were in French, some were in English. It seemed funny, considering that the slides we had learned were often in the other language, something they forgot to homogenize. So, I had to translate vocabulary that I didn't even understand in the original language to the other language. Just to let you know how completely out of it I was during this whole thing, it took me halfway through the examination period to remember the word "development." It's the same in both languages. Yeah.
Through the course of the 5 questions, each from a different professor (and me trying not to confuse and combine concepts that we learned from each), I tried to write as much and draw as many diagrams as I remembered from the slides and my notes. This was the point where I was getting pretty desperate. I mean without math, the test was just full of concepts, and very few that weren't common sense sorts of things. What was I supposed to do?
At the end of all of this, I have the most incredible headache of all, and no clue how the result of this exam will be. Talk about encouragement!
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