#i hope the exam went well!! | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

Visit Blog

Explore Tumblr blogs with no restrictions, modern design and the best experience.

Fun Fact

Average visit duration of Tumblr.com is 10 mins and 25 secs.

#i hope the exam went well!!

effervescentdragon · 6 days

Text

obsessed w this pic. high school bitchy besties. @milflewis this ones for you

#hope your exam went well #i need to sleep #david beckham #gary neville #beville

17 notes · View notes

lilacthebooklover · 2 months

Text

it really annoys me how casual the invigilators are in exams. like today, i took an english lit paper. i was given 2 hours, fifteen minutes and a booklet with 13 pages to write on so i could answer four questions. 2 of those questions were worth 30 marks, 1 worth 24 marks, and the last worth 8 marks- so naturally, it took a lot of planning, and a lot of writing. i finished the booklet after answering the third question, so raised my hand to get someone's attention to be given more paper to write on. at this point, i had roughly 15 minutes left. it took 3 for someone to notice me, 30 seconds for them to walk over, a minute for them to get the paper, and another 30 secs back. i physically couldn't do anything to continue writing in the 5 minutes it took for them to get me another answer booklet, which i then had to re fill in with my details at the top. like this is?? my exam??? it's important?? they just do not give a single damn about the time limit hjhfkgkg

#very frustrated about it #oh well #i answered everything within the time limit #and the power & conflict poetry stuff went brilliantly #so here's hoping i do alright #so far in lit mocks i've got an 8 and a 9 #but this is the first time with unseen poetry hjnjfhgjk #engblr #exams #secondary school #english exam #school #hnjfknjkffnjdk #gcse student #gcse english #gcse #english lit student #spent the last 3 hours revising for bio & non calc tomorrow #wish me luck <//3

13 notes · View notes

demonzoro · 6 months

Note

i made this recipe about a year ago so it might need some tweaking, but i looooove miso pasta so i wanted to do my own take! I'm no professional or anything but i had fun making it :) feeds around 4 (i think LOL)

Garlic Miso Fettuccine

Ingredients:

16 oz fettuccine

3 eggs

3-5 cloves garlic

1-2 tbsp olive oil

2 tbsp butter

3 tbsp miso paste

3 tbsp soy sauce

Garlic powder

Onion powder

White pepper

Directions:

Boil fettuccine noodles as directed, keeping about a cup of pasta water. Beat three eggs to be used later.

Heat oil in large pan over medium low heat. Add garlic and cook until crispy and brown.

Turn heat to low and remove garlic from pan. Add butter and miso paste.

Add boiled noodles to the pan along with pasta water and soy sauce.

Once well combined, turn off stove and add beaten eggs to mixture. Stir vigorously to prevent scrambling.

Add garlic powder, onion powder, and white pepper to taste. Enjoy!

i've never heard of miso pasta, i'd be so excited to try it!! i was actually thinking of having pasta this weekend.... perhaps it shld be miso pasta :9

#THANK YOUUUU POKE THIS IS AWESOME #i hope your exam went well <3 #answered #pokeharvest

20 notes · View notes

steppesliver · 2 months

Note

OK SO. since i feel like we have the same taste in movies i wanted to ask u which are your fave movies !! (and also how was passenger bc i saw an edit you reblogged yesterday and thought mmmm maybe this is worth watching...)

passanger was so much better than i expected!! i thought people on here liked it based on vibes™ (and that it's kinda gay. quite so, if we are being honest) but actually the characters are quite nuanced & i really enjoyed how the conflict progressed. i would 100% recommend it to you, honestly it really deserves the thriller label because i was very tense during some scenes lol. but ultimately i laughed with the movie it's ridiculous (good ridiculous, not bad ridiculous) during some parts

anyhow moving onto your other question: i don't watch that many movies (for whatever reason i find easier to watch shows now) but if i were to say my favorites, they would probably be stoker, there will be blood, memories of a murder, natural born killers, the nice guys, saw, phantom of the opera (this one is mostly out of nostalgia), crimson peak and company of the wolves.

#i remember you mentioning you had exams. did you finish them? i hope they went well 💓#honestly if being honest my only period of having watched like. several movies per week was when #1) quarantine and 2) when i was watching korean thrillers all the time😵‍💫#so i cannot recommend much. likewise if you know any cool movie lmk im on vacations rn and watching more #but yeah pls watch the passenger. yaoi expertise..#askbox

8 notes · View notes

jeonghoneyss · 4 months

Text

friends romans and countrymen! today i finished the first of my january exams, and as such i am taking the rest of the day off (from the grind and also from work, thank god). i Will be rewatching descendants 1 if i can find it. this warrants an announcement because i am very excited and need everyone to know

#hoping it will kick me out of the creative slump i've been in for the past few months #i did get a break from writers' block yesterday!#turns out the only thing you need to unstick you from a funk and writers' block is to have an exam the next morning #as you can imagine. that went well for me

8 notes · View notes

milflewis · 1 year

Note

sebastidewis + visiting the farm

“Hello, Lewis.”

Lewis reaches out a fist and Mick grins, Mercedes jacket zipped up to his chin, and bumps his knuckles with his. Lewis goes back to tugging on his racing gloves, slipping his arms into the sleeves of his suit. Today will be a good day, he thinks, furiously.

“Have you talked to Sebastian or Daniel recently?”

George is heading out before him, the low roar of his car rumbling past them. Mick’s voice is quiet enough that if Lewis wanted to, he could pretend not to hear.

Lewis turns to look at him and Mick, to his credit, does not blink. “No,” Lewis says because lying is not that kind of karma he needs right now and because he is too old for games. Mick hums, hands in his pockets, rocking forward onto his toes and then back on his heels.

“You should,” he says eventually and then. “They miss you.”

Lewis breathes. “That’s not fair.” It slips out before he can stop it. He presses his lips together.

Mick shrugs. “No. But one of you has to reach out first and I don’t,” Mick stops, frowning a little. He never was good at criticising Sebastian. “I don’t think they will do it.”

Lewis picks up his helmet, splaying his fingers across the smooth cool surface. “Yeah.”

He does not say that’s not fair again. He does not say why do I have to be the one to reach out when they have each other, when I’m the one that’s alone. He does not say why is it always me that has to ask, why is it always me who has to be brave, why is it always on me.

“You are too like your dad,” Lewis tells him and Mick laughs, a little startled. He pulls on his helmet.

“Yeah?” It’s a testament, really, to the time and care Lewis and Mick have put into their relationship over the past year and a bit — hours in the sim, in meetings, Lewis ‘casually’ inviting Mick on walks with Roscoe because Sebastian won’t stop texting him, worried, and Mick, equally as casual, inviting him to the gym, because, Lewis suspects, Seb won’t stop texting him — that Mick is smiling, face relaxed, that he doesn’t automatically assume that this will sting.

“Yeah,” Lewis says, climbing into the car. “He is such a gossip, man.”

Mick laughs again, patting Lewis’s helmet, once, twice, before moving away.

—

Daniel texts back almost instantly when Lewis messages him, the tickmark going blue before he even has a chance to breathe.

omg mate did i see the recent love island????

did i????? ofc i did !!!!!! fucking mental

i cannot BELIVE that she still took him back. like. bro. what r u doing

Lewis laughs. He closes his eyes, pressing the tip of his phone against his forehead and swallows.

yeah man. shit is fucked. tommy is so much better for her. and that guy jack or smth???? what’s his deal??

—

Sebastian has flour on his cheek when he answers the phone, smile bright, wary. Something in his face softens, just slightly, when he sees Lewis.

“What are you making?”

“Hmm?” Sebastian frowns at him, tilting his head to the side. Lewis rolls his eyes, grinning, and gestures at his face. “Your cheek. You’ve got flour, man. You baking?”

“Oh.” Sebastian laughs, hand coming up to flutter at his hair for a moment before dropping. “Yes.” The screen blurs, Sebastian walking, and then Lewis is propped up against something, a window sill maybe, able to see the tiles of Sebastian and Daniel’s kitchen, the wooden island, Seb’s kiss the cook apron. His shirt is unbuttoned at the throat, gaping a little, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hands are also covered in flour.

“I am making sourdough,” Sebastian says, and lifts up a blob of light cream dough. “That recipe I did — a few years ago. Trying to recreate it.”

Lewis nods, holding the phone closer. Sebastian has yet to cut his hair and it curls around his ears, dipping into his collar. “The one you gave me?”

Sebastian pauses, watching his hands knead the dough before he grins, looking up. “Yeah, that one.”

“I liked that one,” Lewis says. “One of my favourites.”

Sebastian, because he is Sebastian and likes to poke at things to see what noise they make, to see if they’ll bite back, and because he cannot not celebrate an anniversary, had decided to bake Lewis a loaf of bread for their one year anniversary of Baku, back in 2018. Valtteri had laughed himself sick, nearly knocking the controller out of Lewis’s hand when he told him.

“Yeah,” Sebastian says, eyes very blue, even through the tiny screen. “I know.”

—

"Daniel has started texting me."

Lewis lifts his feet off the chair beside him, turning in his seat to look at Valtteri who flops into the now empty chair. He's frowning, mouth a flat line. He's holding two cups, steam wafting out from them. Lewis grins when he takes one, breathing it in to find it's hot chocolate.

"Okay," Lewis says, slowly, not sure what that has to do with him. Valtteri rolls his eyes, cheeks pink, when Lewis doesn't continue.

"Would you please fuck him or tell him that you won't ever like him like that so he will stop talking to me." Valtteri pauses, considering. “And soon, please, before Sebastian starts texting me too.”

Lewis blinks. "You do know that even if I do that, he won't stop?"

Valtteri grimaces, crossing his arms. "Whatever. I live in hope. At least if you tell him, he'll be a little less pathetic about it."

Lewis laughs, coughing as the hot drink burns his tongue.

"Careful," Valtteri says, handing Lewis a tissue, eyes serious. "It's hot."

Lewis kicks him and Valterri knocks his cap off trying to shove Lewis away so he won't spill his coffee.

—

"Can you reheat chicken in a microwave?"

Lewis puts the phone down on the ground beside him so he can stretch his legs out in front, grabbing his ankles and pulling. It's early - sun creeping over the buildings, glancing off the Monaco harbour, the morning chill still clinging to the damp grass. He hasn't seen a single person since he started running up one of the trails outside the city.

"You worry me."

Daniel's laugh is high and familiar, even through the tinny speaker. "C'mon, mate. The least you can do is answer my question if you're going to be a cunt about it."

Lewis grins, shaking his head, his hamstrings aching gently. "Yeah, you can microwave chicken, you asshole. Also, being concerned that you've gotten to the age of, what, 32? 33? Without knowing if you can reheat chicken in a microwave or not is not me being a cunt."

Daniel hums, laughing again, and there's a sticking sound of what sounds like wax wrapping. Lewis lets go of his ankles and presses his knuckles into his mouth, hard and firm. He flops back onto the grass, closing his eyes. He wonders if Sebastian's wax-clingfilm-and-tinfoil-alternative has the same pattern of bees as the one he gave Lewis a few Christmases ago.

"Aw, babe, I knew you worried about me. That's adorable, but you shouldn't stress your pretty little head about lil 'ol me. Seb isn't a bad cook."

Lewis throws an arm over his eyes. "Oh, yeah?"

Daniel clicks his tongue. A series of beeps and then the whirr of a microwave. "Yeah, pretty good, actually, if you ever want to pop over for a visit."

Lewis smiles. "Maybe I will."

“You should.” Daniel’s voice is warm and low. “And we’ve got chickens. You haven’t met them yet.”

“No, I haven’t.” Lewis says. “Should fix that soon, maybe.”

—

“Where’s Daniel?”

Sebastian raises an eyebrow, leaning back against the tires, arms crossed. He’s smiling, but then again, Sebastian is always smiling. “Hi Lewis, how are you? Me? Oh, I am doing okay. It has been ages since I’ve last seen you, I know.”

Lewis rolls his eyes, laughing, and reaches out to pull Sebastian in, who comes easily, hand curled around Lewis’s elbow, thumb tucked in. He smells of plain soap and this natural deodorant that he’s been trying out for the past year or so and his hair feels the same against Lewis’s cheek as it always used to, except maybe softer —

“You’re using the conditioner I sent you,” Lewis says, pulling back. He holds Sebastian by the shoulders, bony and strong. Sebastian’s smile widens, hunching in a little.

“I am.”

Lewis bites at his cheek, nodding. “Looks good.” He squeezes Seb’s shoulders one more time before letting go. Sebastian does not move back. He leans closer, ducking his head and looking up at Lewis. His runners are toe to toe with Lewis’s race boots. The laces are frayed and splitting, the sides of his shoes scuffed.

"You think so?"

Lewis follows the curve of Sebastian's wrist, the movement of his fingers, as he tucks a curl back behind his ear. His eyes narrow.

"Are you-?"

"Lewis."

Toto is frowning, half lifting his headphones away from his ear. He looks deliberately at the car and then back to Lewis. Mick is grinning at the screen in the chair beside him, shoulders shaking. Sebastian laughs, squeezing Lewis's hip.

"I'll see you after?"

Lewis hums, grabbing his balaclava off of Angela. "Yeah? You'll be here?"

Sebastian rubs at his eye with his middle finger, smiling. "Of course, I'll be here. Where else would I go?"

Lewis shrugs, pulling at the material, mouth dry. "Where's Daniel?"

Sebastian rolls his eyes, waving a hand, thick black ring catching off the light. "Ah, you know," he says, making a derisive noise in the back of his throat. "Off fraternising with the enemy. The traitor."

Lewis chokes on a laugh, soap and sweat filling his nose as he pulls of the balaclava, Angela holding his hair. "He works for them, you know. Which you used to do too."

Sebastian pulls a wounded face, mouth turning down, eyes wide. Lewis would think he looks like Charles but he suspects that Charles copied Seb. "I have seen the light since then. All grown up. Other things..." he swallows, looking away and back again. "Other things are more important to me now."

Something in Lewis goes quiet as he tugs on his gloves, chest still and hollow. He picks up a spare pair of headphones and throws them at Sebastian when he grins, quick and sudden, making a show of looking down between Lewis's legs and licking his lips. The helmet presses against Lewis's cheeks when he's in the car, squishing his smile back into his mouth.

—

Daniel is shirtless when he opens the door. He isn't wearing any pants either, clad only in a very small pair of boxer shorts that have little badgers on them and giant fluffy socks. He grins when he sees Lewis, leaning against the door frame with one arm, hip cocked.

"Fuck," he says, shaking his head. "You'd think I'd know better by now."

"What." Lewis fights back the urge to tuck his hands into the giant pocket of his hoodie, or to turn tail and run all the way back to Monaco, or maybe even England.

"To think I know you better than Seb does. Sebby! I owe you a blowjob!" Daniel calls over his shoulder. Lewis's eyes catch on Daniel's right thigh. He hasn't seen that tattoo before. He can hear Sebastian yell something back, deeper in the house, and Daniel laughs. "He knew you'd come."

"You bet on me coming here?" Lewis's voice sounds distant to him, fingers tingling. He grips the handle of his suitcase. "With blowjobs?"

"Lewis." Daniel's smile dims a little, eyes growing serious. He pushes off the door jam and steps closer. "It's called manifestation, I don't know if you've ever heard about it?"

Lewis is laughing when Daniel kisses him, hand curling over his, stealing his bag from him. His mouth is eager and wet and tastes of coffee and touthpaste. Sebastian is at the door when Lewis pulls away, Daniel following his mouth for a moment. Sebastian lifts up Lewis's suitcase, woolly jumper almost at his knees. "Can't leave now. Not without your stuff."

"Shit," Lewis says, tucking his now free hand into the waistband of Daniel's boxers, who presses up against him, completely shameless. "Guess I'm here to stay."

Sebastian's smile is blinding as Daniel's mouth opens easily under Lewis's, curls soft under his hands.

#hope ur exam went well !!!!! tried to finish this for when i thought youd be done <3 #sebastidan #little fics #fran tag #niamh.asks #fic.asks

52 notes · View notes

emersonfreepress · 10 months

Note

I'm trying to write down notes into my vocabulary for my exam tomorrow (🙏🙏🙏), and this made me wonder: who, out of the cast, cheat during tests? And also, how would they react if they noticed the MC cheating (looking at you Vi)?

Gabe doesn't cheat, half because he doesn't need to and half because nothing is worth losing his scholarship — simple.

Kile cheats on occasion, though never in any social way.

Jack doesn't cheat because it's a bad, immoral thing and also Very against the rules.

Jessie doesn't cheat! She doesn't need to, want to, or like it. She'll let a struggling friend cheat off of her, though lol

Rain doesn't cheat because they just can't be bothered with the effort that takes 😆 Grade point average be damned

R cheats 😂 of course they do. Usually limited to copying a friend or acquaintance, but they're not above more illicit cheating, like copying an answer key. something you'll have to help them with in chapter 4 😊

Vi never cheats. Never has, never will.

Same for Heidi!

Curt cheats occasionally. Usually in arguably indirect ways, like gauging other people's reactions to him asking a question about a question 😆 that sorta thing

?? cheats all the time. Enough that it's a regular disciplinary problem. What?? They're at an arts school for fuck's sake — Why should it matter if they cheat in core classes??

#belated good luck on your exam!! i hope it went well #lovely anon #answered #ros #e prep #likes/dislikes

32 notes · View notes

kettleghost · 6 months

Text

sorry for being inactive! my ipad broke so i haven’t been making much art lately 👍👍hope everyone’s doing well >:D

#exams went well!#very VERY excited for the scott pilgrim show coming out tomorrow #i made a bunch of warrior cat designs but they’re on my broken ipad </3 #hoping to salvage them if i can #anyway just wanted to update !#delete later

15 notes · View notes

dreamingofthedteam · 3 months

Note

hiiii how are you doing? haven't seen you loads on the dash recently

hiiiiii!!!!!! im doing alright my trip was good but then i was really exhausted so couldnt post much. also um my period just started and i have the dreaded month long exam season upon me in like 5 days so i cant say im doing too good but im trying to not think about any of that i just want to chill so im here yippee!! thanks for thinking of me ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

#i hope your exams went well and youre doing good too!!#ask.mandragora

4 notes · View notes

reginrokkr · 3 months

Text

I have survived today's exam through blood and tears and it couldn't have gone any better. I have another one on Friday but it's way easier and there is less content to study, so I can have a lil break today and tomorrow to answer DMs and things ♥︎