Oh my god, I sooo knew it!

Okay, here's the deal. I have been studying my butt of (literally, if that makes any sense here) to be prepared for this ( add list of curse words here) PIO test and of course, of coruse they did it Fontys style. Okay, let me take a breath and start at the end. Turns out that this test was ... well, the easiest collection of words written on a piece of paper ever. Dont get me wrong it doesnt mean that I'll be rewarded for hours and hours of reading and reading and writing and reading and reading, NO, of course not.
Here's the thing: We were told to read almost 2 entire books. riiiiight, okay...
Last year this test was an open book test, this year they decide... "shit thats to easy, lets fuck em up boys, make some noise!" - Great. So this time its a closed book test. Fine, I can live with that, yes really - Just means I have to read the books (which I spent 130€ on. Let me spell that out for you "A-hundret-and-thirty-euros") which might be a rather smart thing to do no matter what the test looks like (learning for life and all that). Fine, so I read all this shit. Of course I didnt even remember half of what I read nor was I able to recall 1/3 of it, BUT oh well, I did my best, right?
Well, the test... hilarious. I could have answered that shit had I never bought the book... BUT ... on the other hand the easy test was really complicated, because the last thing you'd expect were general questions like they were posed. Just a lot of fun. I'm glad that I decided (last night at 11:30) not to worry about it anymore. Had I studied all night (which I should have done to get all the theories in my head) I think I would have gone wild, beating my desk with my head, while beating people with that desk. Well, yes. Long story short, what the hell happened today?

BUT, after all...I can chill now for a bit. Of course all the things that were the shit during the studying period seem as attractive as shaving pubic hair, but I guess that will never change. Whenever you can sleep long its not half as great as when you may not. Stupid way the mind works here. I'll just get those books back out of my bag and try to trick myself into believing I had to read them YET AGAIN. No, I guess I yet lack the strength to even concider looking at one of those books for another 500 years...or so.

It's all good...I love my life.

Cheers!