I took the UPCAT yesterday. 6:30 in the morning, with Cam.

BLOODY HELL!!!!

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I felt.. Vulnerable, depleted, and inferior. All the things I studied in Math DID NOT COME OUT OF IN THE EXAM! It consisted of synthesized questions that required logical reasoning and fast thinking. Not much equations or analytical geometry. Not a single question on Trigonometry.

Isn't that sad? In the Math section, majority were time-consuming questions, such as: "Eric lied, because exactly ten days ago, he said that today is Friday. Which is not true? A) Today is Monday B) Tomorrow is Thursday..."

How very time-consuming. I had 40 more questions to answer, and to my dismay, we only had 2 minutes left. TWO FREAKING MINUTES! I began to cry openly, and the kind-hearted proctor noticed and asked me why I was crying. I said that I still had 40 questions to go, and time was short.

He gave me a sympathetic look, and told me to make up for the unanswered items by doing great in the Reading Comprehension. To my surprise, the Reading Comprehension was just brutal. All the passages were lengthy, laborious-- and BORING.

The proctor was nice enough, and he collected my paper last, giving me teeny extra minutes. But it's not like it made a difference. I lost confidence right there on the spot.

It's all up to God now, but I know I did my best. I worked hard and studied. I poured out my heart, soul, and spare time for this. I even skipped two days of school to study for the UPCAT. Deep down, I know I aced the Language Proficiency Test and the Science Test.

Hopefully, I pass, despite the blanks and errors marked on my answer sheet.

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