The sweet smell of steak is running through my nostrils right this moment as I type. Sweet sweet steak, bruised bruised brain and crappy crappy exam.

So I had my Electrical exam just then and OH MY GOD I THINK I HAVE FAILED. My confidence is like a sinusoidal wave. Hmm... possibly a y=cos(x/2), with the amplitude of 1 being my upmost confidence level during the exam. So yes, I started off really confident. The paper looked relatively easy compared to the past year papers because for once, I had an IDEA of what was going on. As soon as the exam started, I realised I wasn't sure how to do the first question. So I roughly did it in a manner that looked odd and wrong to me and went to the next question. Same deal. And then again for question 3. By that time, my confidence level was around negative 1, and kept saying to myself "Omg I'm going to fail, I'm going to fail" whilst having this rediculous song stuck in my head. I don't even know what it is... but it had silly lyrics like "Got a knife and I know how to use it!" -- whatever.

I calmed myself down and took my time since I had still another 2 hours remaining. Confidence level increased again as time increased, as you do in a cosine wave (omg, I'm such a nerd). So I got everything done... I was pretty pleased with my paper, and left! Yay, homeward bound! Unfortunately though, during my drive home, I kept picking up my mistakes and realising how dumb I am. So my belief that maybe I had actually passed the exam has inverted and also become negative. And square root that too.

GTG. Dinner. STEAK TIME!