Babe, what's our plan for this weekend? Is there any place
you wanna visit?
This weekend? Aren't you going to supervise the exam?
The exam? Oh, yeah, GEPT. I almost forgot that cash
cow; definitely don't wanna miss any
chance to bring
home the bacon.
Not GEPT! The entrance examination that is! Is there any
letter representing "examination" in G E P T? I
wonder why they hire you.
Because I speak English, and I know GEPT means General English
Ok then, fair enough, but that's the entrance exam you're
going to supervise this time. So don't get lost!
I won't. Don't worry about that! I'm not one of those examinees, and
it's not the D-day for me.
That's ages ago.
Yeah, that's really a long time ago. Do you remember why
I hate the noise of cicada?
Ehhh...because it's noisy?
Of course it's noisy! Anyway, that's because the noise reminds
me of the days when I took the college entrance exam. I was
so toey as to get nausea and
reflux. The heart-burning
sensation was absolutely terrible.
Poor you, my dear. I wasn't as nervous as you were, but the
summer heat indeed gave me a hard time. It's really pathetic
that we had all the exams held in burning hot summer time.
The classrooms were always so stifling
Sitting in those rooms was like being baked in an oven.
Sometimes, when I got bored during the exam, I could see sweat secreted
from the skin. It's just like watching a
bunch a pork meat being grilled in
an oven, and the fat oozing
out of the meat.
That's yucky! How could you
describe yourself like that? And how come you had got the
time to get BORED?
I got no answer in my mind, so what else could I do? Anyway,
I've got more to tell you, the humidity.
That made the situation even worse. My answer sheets were
always drenched by
sweat. I had always to be so cautious as
not to tear the papers. So not
to mention my shirts, they were often completely soaking
wet. And the smell, I bet you would not....
Stop it. I don't wanna listen to your filthy description.
Ok, understood. but I've got more to tell you. There was
one time I saw a student taking out an ear
and then he started to clean his ear. And then of course,
the supervisor came over to him, and told him not to clean
his ear during the examination. But then unexpectedly, the
student boldly told her that his ear's annoyingly itching,
and he just had too much ear
wax, and that's
really making him uncomfortable!..... Can you believe it?
Why didn't he have his toenails cut by the way?
You can be the first one if you want to.
Well, thanks for the suggestion. But I think it's better
to leave the privilege to someone else.
Ok....and by the way, just for curiosity, why did you always
seem to have nothing to do but getting bored and observing
other people? Weren't you supposed to be busy on question
Yeah, I was busy; busy for finding some alternative ways
to answer questions....