The Return of WWR

Dave: And so we fan into flame the still glowing embers of WWR's past. Do you see the red streaks across to the East, as a new dawn approaches? Do you hear the birds begin to call, and the creatures slowly stirring? The night is gone. The wind has lifted, the sails are taut once again. A new chapter is ready to be written.
The page lies empty before us...

Thomas: "What's that coming over the hill? Is it a colla-blog? Is it a colla-blooooooooog?"

Yes, that's right! WeWhoRamble is back and better than ever! Well, actually, its not. It's not gonna be daily, it's probably not gonna be regular in anyway at all. But it'll be funnier for it. That's the plan at least.

To start us off, I think we'll have a classic Dave moan/rant about how much fun his Advanced Higher Maths exam was today. Dave...

Dave: Thanks Thomas, I'd like to take this opportunity to welcome back our devoted readers to WWR. We bowed to the public pressure, the petitions, protests and court injunctions and have returned from our mid-season 59 day hiatus. So we're back, and 'better than ever' (see, blind optimism lives on)!

So onto the matter in hand: very predictably my Advanced Higher Maths Final Exam was absolutely awful. Just terrible. By far the hardest paper I've ever sat, and by far the worst I've done in an exam...and yet...none of it matters. None.of.this.matters. School has served its purpose, I have my place at University come September, and any results from these examinations cannot change that.
Despite the best efforts of my parents and teachers, I have realised this fact (a little late admittedly), and so its fair to say that revision has gone firmly into 'Cruise Control'.
... And the world collectively says a massive: 'Who Cares!'

Still, that was three hours of my life that I'll never get back, spent in an assembly hall with a curious knocking noise, that really starts to bug you after a while. Also, this is a shout out to all female (and some of the more bizarre, male) invigilators.

**DO NOT WEAR HEELS AND WALK ABOUT WOODEN FLOORS OF THE HALL DURING AN EXAM.**

Nothing more annoying during a test in my opinion.

Eugh, rant/moan over.
I'm tired, but I don't want to sleep and sink back into this recurring nightmare: Giant isoceles triangles chase me through terrifying Argand Diagrams, where imaginary numbers surround me before I'm divided by zero and wake up screaming.*


Thomas: I dropped maths a few weeks ago. So I spent the day sleeping, playing games, and then went to glasgow for my brother's birthday meal. Fun day actually :)


*I'm not actually that sad, well not yet anyway. Four years of maths coming up..... *facepalm*

/Dave