Damn You, Exams!

Instead of ferociously studying for my mid-semester examinations, I have instead decided to enlighten my fellow bloggers of my hatred towards such exams.

See, I honestly don’t mind assessment tasks where you’d spend two or so weeks profusely typing out a response to a question in essay format, or in my case, journalistic style. I’m not the type to leave the assignment to the night before or anything, so I’d much prefer that.

Exams, on the other hand, are something I detest. I am an expert at procrastination when it comes to concise studying, and would much prefer to sit myself on the couch while reading The Hunger Games. For goodness sake, I’d rather listen to Nickelback for five hours than study.
Yes, I would do anything to avoid studying.

I am by no means a “bad” student. Whenever I’m given homework, I complete it to the best of my ability knowing that I have given it my all. Some may believe this is a crappy explanation as to why I detest exams, but let me assure you, exams are the bane of my existence. There comes a time in every university students life where there is absolutely no point in exams. I mean, I completely understand why subjects such as law and medicine require both theoretical and practical examinations, but why on earth would you sit somebody down to complete a theatre studies examination?

That was me, yesterday. I was given a hypothetical situation, and told to suggest ways an actor could portray a character from one of Samuel Beckett’s plays. That’s easily done when explored in a practical way, but I just found it quite petty writing a five page essay on this. Moreover, tomorrow I have a journalism exams involving questions which will undoubtedly ask me to explain what it means to be a journalist, coupled with the “key question” of what is media? There will also be a short essay, among other small tasks. I understand if we’re given a situation and asked to put it in journalistic style, or to subedit something, but seriously, a short essay? That’s absolute bull. I understand that journalists are put under an immense load of stress, but this is for a sole purpose, not to complete an eight section paper on ridiculous questions. My teachers, in particularly, love to include questions we have never explored before. I mean, yesterday in the multiple choice section on the theatre studies exam I was asked who wrote the songs in Brecht’s Threepenny Opera. We did not cover anything about music, nor did she even mention anything about lyrical drama.

Out of the three exams I have/had, I was given two essay questions for two of my three exams. This means that the majority of my class has memorised an essay previously set, thus manipulating our teacher into giving them a high grade. How on earth does memorising something count for an exam? For some, this may sound like a dream come true, but I personally believe that if our teacher wanted to test us, she’d be better off getting us to study all the modules, as opposed to allowing us to memorise something most of my class didn’t even write.

What do exams even mean in a modern day context?

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