The Midterm Monster

I faintly recall the stress this cruel monster suppressed me with last semester. In fact, I believe I wrote midterms a fairly detailed letter requesting it never return again. But, then, here I am, once again standing below a cloud of bricks awaiting their fall. It's not that I don't like school, it's that I don't like test and I enjoy sleeping. I greatly enjoy doing the work, and this summer, I had no problem doing independent research, learning new things, working new equations, and presenting my findings to my lab team. Test, however, are not a part of the real working world. The entire concept of tests seems skewed to me... how does putting me under the pressure of a clock with limited work space and zero resources say anything about what I am capable of except my ability to perform in extreme conditions? I'd rather write a paper, or have an oral exam, so I have a chance to explain that I understand the concepts even if I forget the equations. Why do you have to be so cruel midterm monster? And I guess I don't really mind the test concept in comparison to the take four test on completely different subjects in a small time frame concept. What working world situation does that stimulate? Cause I'm not working there! Truth is, I'm tired, but there's a monster in my closet who's not letting me sleep.

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