Ultimi preparativi

1. cose da portare domani all'esame:

- biglietto d'ingresso
- passaporto
- calcolatrice approvata
- batterie di ricambio per calcolatrice
- adeguato numero di matite (4 bastano?)
- gomma da cancellare - indispensabile
- fapunte (come si dice in 'taliano??)
- un po' di soldi per bere qualcosa dopo l'esame.



2. cose vietate:
- borse di ogni genere
- cibo e bevande
- cellulari o altri ordigni elettronici
- qualsiasi tipo di appunti

Sono permessi anche orologi da polso (che non ho) e tappi per le orecchie (che non uso). È inoltre proibito usare coltelli per fare la punta alle matite...

3. leggere su http://www.analystforum.com/ che c'è gente che sta peggio di me, almeno in senso psicologico, non come livello di preparazione. Qui sotto potete leggervi (in inglisch) la storiella di cosa può succedere a questi esami... situazioni di merda nel vero senso della parola viste da due punti di vista.

4. colonna sonora CSI - tabula rasa elettrificata. Avendo perduto la musica che era sul portatile (almeno temporaneamente, si spera), mi dedico all'ascolto di vecchi mp3 custoditi su cd.

5. stasera mi faccio una pizza e mi guardo qualche film stupido. Molto stupido.

Best Post Ever

Posted by: thepinkman

Date: May 31, 2007 10:53PM

Being that its close to exam time I thought it appropriate to unearth..the best post ever!

Re: Post of the year
Posted by: WMS
Date: December 14, 2004 05:36PM


Author: ccooper55
Date: Thursday, August 12 @ 1:49 pm

This year, level III, NYC

I am waiting for the bathroom in this massive line about 10 minutes before the start of the exam. There is this guy panicked out of his mind in line ahead of me who I noticed for the previous half hour had been rocking back and forth in the corner of the lobby murmering his notes back to himself from memory...a real whackjob.

Anyway, As I am standing in line with this guy in front of me he starts to sweat profusely and I can litterally hear this guys stomach rumbling...this is where he really freaks out. He starts pounding on the stall doors ( there were only 2) and, of course, no one is coming out so this ass clown drops his pants, hops up on the sink, and blows SH**T all over the sink! The most disgusting thing was the backspray all over this guy! He was COVERED in his own Sh**t. I am laughing my ass off but this guy didnt miss a beat, he rinses off his pants, throws his shirt in the trash and walks into the test wearing only his windbreaker and wet pants.

I could hardly stop laughing to myself a full half hour into the test...I knew then I was going to be alright because at least I didn't just blow ass chunks all over the bathroom...priceless.


Author: hughj
Date: Thursday, August 12 @ 2:29 pm

NYC this summer, I' squirting lemon in my iced tea (for a little caffeine pick me up) right before I walk in to the exam center. Some of it squirts the wrong way, gets me in right in the eyes and I literally, can't see a thing. I ask someone to help me get to the bathroom so I can rinse my eyes. I feel around for the sink, run the water and immerse my face in the sink, and to my horror, it's full of sh**! I scramble to find a paper towel and the bin's empty! At this point I go rummaging through the garbage in sheer hysterics to find anything to wipe my face, and to my relief I find a discarded shirt. I wipe my face as quickly as possible w/ the shirt, only to find I'm caking on more sh**, and now I can't see again. I was totally confused until Cooper's post put the pieces together for me. BTW I think I did ok in the morning session, afternoon was a little tough.