As expected, there was not enough time to do the Economics essay once again. I sure hope that by the time we get to the A-levels, we would have been train to write at some superhuman lightning speed. I looked at the 3 essay questions offered and intermediately chose the first two, them being the most direct questions. Halfway into the test, I realized that I lost half my time already, and was still nowhere near concluding my first essay. With great speed, I quickly wrapped up, moved on to the next essay, and tried my best to finish it properly. Of course I failed, hasty conclusion, and a massive amount of points that I should have mentioned. A sweat formed on my brow from all the work my hand did, but it quickly froze into an ice block and fell on the table with a soft "ping".

The redemption came during the case study. I really think that I actually answered all the questions correctly, with the exception of the one asking you to derive the price elasticity of demand from the graph. I might actually pass Economics for the first time in the history of the world. But it being Economics, no matter how good I feel about the paper, there is a chance that I get back my papers and realized I got about five marks from zero.

Then Chinese came and destroyed me. Not because the paper was hard, it was more like my hatred for the language is so deep that I felt like I was being forced to do something sinister by doing the paper. It rends my soul. This feeling reminded me of how I would have to feel in a few months when the real thing comes, and how I had better pass it so they would allow me to drop Chinese. I will not miss it, and neither will it miss me. It is actually quite surprising that I can still write a proper essay with time to spare, so that I can try to read what I wrote, before realizing that I does not make much sense. I did not even bother to check for spelling errors, those six marks were lost long before the test started. So it was just twenty minutes of stoning for me. One minute from the next paper, Hongrui was still furiously writing his last lines, Yanwei pulled his jacket over his head and sprawled himself all over the desk, and the teachers all lined up neatly in front of each row, equipped with paper 2. What happened after that was just a blur to me, but the passage that I identified would come out really did come out. Not that it made a difference, since I did not do anything about it. I also remember something about doors, foxes and running out of time, but I cannot care less.

Oh well, I guess it is time to do the last preparations for the Sciences. There is no smoking when it comes to them.