January 9th, 2009 As If Failing Wasn’t Enough…
Oh yes, today was my dreaded Chemistry exam; you know the one I have been revising frantically for this entire week, the one I thought I was doomed to fail in, then realised that I was doing reasonably fine in, in my mocks; and now I know I’ve failed it.
I felt like I was so prepared aswell, in my Mocks I had been finishing with plenty of time, so I thought I would have enough time to read over and check my answers, in my revision I have been getting good scored on test papers, and generally, I’ve felt confident about it over the past twenty-four hours. However, it seems like whatever it was that I was doing, it wasn’t enough; and it was an epic diabollical failure. Maybe I scraped a “C” and that is a narrow maybe, but I don’t want a bloody “C”.
Then, if that wasn’t bad enough, what happens after I’ve finished the exam? Well, I go outside, talking to a friend, I don’t particularly look out for ice (as I couldn’t see any), and what happens? Oh yes, I fall over on some ICE!
It was horrible, I landed on my left elbow (which I’ve broken before), and it’s killing me. Words are beyond how I could describe it, even writing this is actually making it hurt more! So I yes, I was on the floor, in this frozen puddle of ice (which actually looks like dried water, because it was clear, and doesn’t look thick or frozen), having this massive swearing fit, whilst laying in this frozen puddle, with my belongings sprawled out and about me. I’m sure someone from one of the near-by classrooms must have seen, and heard it all; because I was swearing and shouting like mad.
I got to my locker, and I nearly cried. As if the exam wasn’t enough to diminish my mood, the pain and utter annoyance of falling over and hurting myself like I have, and the pain - ahh - it’s horrible.
So I now have a swollen elbow, and arm, which I can’t properly use; I’m in immense pain, and I have to revise for another exam. My Mum reckons I should go to A&E, but to be honest I can’t be arsed. To sit in a waiting room surrounded by sick, ill, and hurt people, to then have to wait hours to be told it’s probably sprained or something, is just one step too far. Above all, I have to revise, even if it does mean putting off a trip to the hospital for a possibly broken or cracked bone.
What a martyr for revision I am!
Do you know though what the most aggrivating thing about this is? For this entire week I have avoided falling over in every way, shape and form which was open to me. I took different routes to school, I’ve been seeking out all the un-iced bits of road and pavement that I can, holding on to whatever I can around me when in icy situations, and everything. And then what happens? This!
What annoyed me before falling over and destroying my arm, was the delay in gritting the roads and pavements that my local Council took. They didn’t think ahead on Sunday evening and grit, nor did they do anything on Monday morning… Nope, they left it until Wednesday when a lot of the ice had already melted to grit the roads. I mean, what on earth is the point? I have to ask once again, where is the common sense?
The rest of this week has been relatively boring. I mean no House, no CSI, nothing to keep me entertained; I haven’t done anything, or anything. I haven’t even been watching the News as religiously as I have done, and should.
But that changed yesterday when I came home to firstly hear that the idiots at the Bank of England had cut the base-rate interest rate to 1.5%, and secondly, that they may “print more money”. Now I’m no economical expert, and nor do I claim to be, but I do know these things. Firstly, cutting interest rates will later increase inflation to quite high rates; secondly the banks are not passing on the interest rate reductions, and thirdly, printing more money is only going to decrease the value of the pound.
The last thing the sterling pound needs right now is to decrease in value, and imagine the repercussions if this goes through? Now to the extreme of this I can picture money being worthless, and trade revolving around actual items. Where does that leave people? Selling their possessions, or scrambling around to try and get basic things. Now of course, that is an absolute extreme, but even so, where is the thought process with this. In the short term is may do something, the FTSE may recover a few points, maybe someone might get a loan, and we’ll feel better for a small amount of time, but in the grand scheme of things, we’re plunging ourselves (or atleast our Government is) plunging itself into a desolate and frankly scary future.
I suppose this is where my Conservatism takes stance, I don’t particularly like socialism; I don’t like mass interference from the Government, and I certainly do not like the vast amounts of money that is being thrown at failing sectors of industry. I don’t want people to without homes, and I don’t want everyone resorting to benefits or state aid, which is why I have thus far supported the Government where they have tried to help out different people and businesses. The fact is, now I think it’s gone beyond redemption; there is a point where we have to accept the course of “nature” in some sense. Right now, we have to accept we’re in a recession, the generation before me (and even older generations) have caused this; I mean how does one expect to live off of money that doesn’t exist? Credit Cards, 120% mortgages, loans, store cards, and whatever else has been bought on money that doesn’t exist, well it’s stupid. It doesn’t work, and it shouldn’t be allowed to happen. If you can’t afford something in the first place, such as clothes from Dorothy Perkins, or a Car from your local retailer, then you don’t buy it, and you certainly don’t buy it on credit with interest rates (which store cards operate at) at around 23 to 27%! It’s crazy, it’s stupid, and this whole situation was completely inevitable. It had to happen, and as bad as it is, to some extent I think it’s a good thing that it has happened; at least we’re all learning a lesson on how to handle our finances!
I also watched Obama make an interesting speech about America’s economic situation. It’s scary to hear him speak sometimes, there’s something about him which is too convincing; his charisma scares me. But back to his speech, well it made sense, and it’s all good and dandy, but like here in England, it’s all about Government intervention and creating jobs with money that doesn’t exist.
Another thing that has annoyed me, but on an unrelated note is the Government’s plans to keep copies of all the details of the e-mails we send. Now, currently and for the past three or four years or so, Mobile Networks have had to keep a copy of all text messages sent in the UK, including the location of where it was sent, the numbers everything. This has been annoying me for years also, a huge breech of our privacy, and freedom. Now, they are planning to extend this to the internet too.
What annoyed me this morning is that the BBC got some plonker who called himself a “Technology Expert” to come in and talk about it, and he was going about identifying who sent the e-mail, and how you can set up fake accounts and what-not. When the question came about tracing back the e-mail he said “there was no way of doing so, as the names on the e-mail accounts can be faked” - what utter crap. I actually shouted at the television and told the man off for being an idiot. Just because you hide your name, or decide that you want to name your e-mail account Doris Day, does not mean for any second that the e-mail cannot be traced back, I.P addresses do exist for a reason. Now there are ways to avoid detection, but even so, to the average person out there, who doesn’t know, no matter where you go on the internet you’re traced and followed. Your I.P can be used to tell me who you are, who your ISP is, where your located, absolutely all I need to know about anyone, and these idiots lure people into a false sense of security.
Ahh.
Anyways, I’m going to stop here, my arm is actually hurting more now!
Time for some Biology revision I think!
Samantha.
(http://www.thesamantha.co.nr)
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