What I think of during exams

Today I did the first exam of this exam period. It went quite well, I’m pretty sure I didn’t fail, so that is good. But there is something I really have to get off my chest… Dear university, do you know anything about proportions at all? Do you know what a human body looks like, or the average paper? Apparently, you don’t. Let me tell you. The average male in Belgium is said to be 1.80 m, and the average woman 1.68 m. And, as I can tell you from experience, this doesn’t mean that men have 160 cm legs, and women don’t have 140 cm legs. So please leave enough space in height between the seat and the table. Thank you. Next to that we are often told to hold a straight back when writing. But when you leave space in width between the seat and the table, this means you can sit comfortable but are not able to write, or sit ‘curved’ and be able to write. This is also caused by the fact that the tables are terribly low. To finish the list, the average paper is A4, which means its height is 29,7 cm. It would be much appreciated if you would make the tables at least that big, or even slightly bigger. But honestly, 15 cm doesn’t really work out. Especially not when there’s someone sitting in front of you (who’s also doing an attempt to lean back in order to avoid back pain).

And then I haven’t even told you about the stairs. As soon as you have this big room, the stairs are a big challenge. There is but one way to come down: by walking in morse. Also, thanks to the accoustic qualisties, everyone can hear you coming down in the most clumsy way.

Gotta love university, right?

Fortunately we often get normal tables and chairs these days, because we’re such a small group. That’s an advantage. The bigger your group, the worse it gets, often. So there are positive things about obscure studies!

Since I had an exam today, I decided to take a little time off. Tonight more studying will follow, since my following exam is Thursday, and it will be hard, but as for now I’m having a tiny little break. That’s already lasting 1,5 hour. Okay. I stumbled upon a very funny video though, that actually made me laugh – which might have something to do with sleep deprivation and exam humour – in which they ask hipsters about made up bands. I’m not sure if it’s real, because if it is, those people are pretty lame… But at the same time, it’s really funny. So if you want to take a break too, here ya go:

The Advantages of University

Or rather, the advantages of living in the city of your university. As you know, I have moved to the city where my university lives for five days a week. I live there in a quite old house with creaking stairs, in a room that’s pretty big compared to other rooms. Plus: I’ve got lots of advantages.

Advantage 1: The house is placed at a little square, with almost everything you could imagine needing around: a doctor, a pharmacy, two florists, a nightshop, a bakery, a French fries selling place (is there really no translation for that?),… Two streets further on, we’ve got a shop. Each Wednesday, there’s a market with fresh vegetables and very good waffles and eggs payed per piece, I’ve been told. Awesomeness rating? High.

Advantage 2: From my window, I can see the pharmacy, and this pharmacy has this cross attached to their wall. This cross lightens when the pharmacy is opened, and shows the hour and temperature. Very useful, because it looks cold and rainy and very winter-like all the time. You wouldn’t think it’s still 18°C. It really looks like trash outside. (I hate that. Just sayin’.)

Advantage 3: This city is not very big, so you can do everything by bike. Yay! Driving my bike for ten minutes is an improvement: last years, I always had to drive at least 15 to 20 minutes.

Advantage 4: There are no parents around, there are not so many freaky people around, so if I decide that Tuesday night is the perfect night to have a drink with friends, I can just leave and have a drink with friends! I don’t have to arrange stuff to not drive alone. Here, at home, we live nearby a city that is too unsafe to drive around on your little bike alone. I simply don’t dare to do it. But the city where I spend most of my time is filled with students, and it feels safe. Plus: no one will tell me that Tuesday night is not a good night to go out. Everyone does it.

Advantage 5: It’s simply not my narrow-minded home town!