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The chair was as cold as ice
As hard as nails
As I sat down a pair of eyes drifted on to me
A man, a man in a pink shirt with a vacant expression was towering over me
I could barely feel my legs by now but forced a smile
His face was not as malice as I had imagined
He seemed calm and mellow like an examiner should be
It was at this time that I realised my flaw
He gave me my slip and I started to draw
I couldn't believe an exam so simple could be so demanding
As I dragged my pencil across the page I felt hot and cold both at once
I felt nervous yet confident
Confident yet stressed
Stressed yet clear minded as I picked up my brush
My entire exam rested upon my skill with goo
This coloured goo straight from a tub
I felt so patronised yet I knew it was a skill
A skill I wasn't sure I had but I attempted none the less
As the clock ticked on I smeared the paint across the page
Red, yellow, purple, blue, green and every other colour I had
Five hours seems like a long time until you are given such a task
As the day passed by with me in that plastic chair I realised the truth
This wasn't a test of skill; this wasn't a test of talent...
This was a test of perseverance and one I wasn't going to lose
A single stroke of my brush felt like an eternity
But only two minutes had passed
Eventually, tired and cranky I gave in to the painting
I had forty-five minutes left but I couldn't do anymore
As I watched the paint solidify & smudged some charcoal I decided to leave
This was the end
I received another gormless look from the man in the pink shirt as I left
I don't know how I have done
I wont know for a few months
But I know in my head that I tried my best
And that I didn't lose to The Exam
(Inspired by my Art exam today)
As hard as nails
As I sat down a pair of eyes drifted on to me
A man, a man in a pink shirt with a vacant expression was towering over me
I could barely feel my legs by now but forced a smile
His face was not as malice as I had imagined
He seemed calm and mellow like an examiner should be
It was at this time that I realised my flaw
He gave me my slip and I started to draw
I couldn't believe an exam so simple could be so demanding
As I dragged my pencil across the page I felt hot and cold both at once
I felt nervous yet confident
Confident yet stressed
Stressed yet clear minded as I picked up my brush
My entire exam rested upon my skill with goo
This coloured goo straight from a tub
I felt so patronised yet I knew it was a skill
A skill I wasn't sure I had but I attempted none the less
As the clock ticked on I smeared the paint across the page
Red, yellow, purple, blue, green and every other colour I had
Five hours seems like a long time until you are given such a task
As the day passed by with me in that plastic chair I realised the truth
This wasn't a test of skill; this wasn't a test of talent...
This was a test of perseverance and one I wasn't going to lose
A single stroke of my brush felt like an eternity
But only two minutes had passed
Eventually, tired and cranky I gave in to the painting
I had forty-five minutes left but I couldn't do anymore
As I watched the paint solidify & smudged some charcoal I decided to leave
This was the end
I received another gormless look from the man in the pink shirt as I left
I don't know how I have done
I wont know for a few months
But I know in my head that I tried my best
And that I didn't lose to The Exam
(Inspired by my Art exam today)
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"I'm willing to take criticism. Just scroll down and you'll realise that I know Phuzzy and Oldmanfunk in person and we aren't exactly friends right now."
That suggests that phuzzy and oldmanfunk's criticisms were invalid.
But as the latter's message was deleted, I haven't read it or the 'expletatives'.
That suggests that phuzzy and oldmanfunk's criticisms were invalid.
But as the latter's message was deleted, I haven't read it or the 'expletatives'.
El Blokey wrote:
> So their criticism is invalid?
I didn't say that but you can twist what I say if you want. If you got here earlier then you would have noticed the mindless swearing for no apparent reason from Oldmanfunk that got deleted. Their criticism is something more than just dislike of the poem, they dislike me which is another reason why they are doing it. I don't expect you to understand as I have not explained the situation but just trust me when I say that they aren't doing this purely because they are upset with my poem.
> So their criticism is invalid?
I didn't say that but you can twist what I say if you want. If you got here earlier then you would have noticed the mindless swearing for no apparent reason from Oldmanfunk that got deleted. Their criticism is something more than just dislike of the poem, they dislike me which is another reason why they are doing it. I don't expect you to understand as I have not explained the situation but just trust me when I say that they aren't doing this purely because they are upset with my poem.
So their criticism is invalid?
I know these people! I can take the criticism El Blokey but it is something more when it comes from them and that's why I get upset. You wouldn't understand and i'm not going to get into it right now but I know these people. As for people like you and sheepy who just plainly don't like it I don' mind. That is your opinion and I'll respect that.
I'm willing to take criticism. Just scroll down and you'll realise that I know Phuzzy and Oldmanfunk in person and we aren't exactly friends right now. Anyway, I know most of you wont but...enjoy the poem.
*Cubist posts poem*
*notable, regular and newbie all post saying it sucks*
*Cubist yells at newbie and regular, and completely no-sells notable's criticism*
You suck, Cubist. As has been said before, if you can't take constructive criticism (and you didn't with your 'Dare Devil' review) then you probably shouldn't post stuff in a public forum.
*notable, regular and newbie all post saying it sucks*
*Cubist yells at newbie and regular, and completely no-sells notable's criticism*
You suck, Cubist. As has been said before, if you can't take constructive criticism (and you didn't with your 'Dare Devil' review) then you probably shouldn't post stuff in a public forum.
Christ, if you're not prepared to take criticism, don't post such things on open forums where things are vulnerable for attack.
Sheesh.
Sheesh.
phuzzy wrote:
> *slams head off of monitor*
You hadn't posted any of your messages when I started to compose mine so getting frustrated doesn't help anyone. Anyway, you may not have meant it to be a personal dig but at the moment we are hardly in each others good books so it just feels like another knock against me whether you meant it or not.
> *slams head off of monitor*
You hadn't posted any of your messages when I started to compose mine so getting frustrated doesn't help anyone. Anyway, you may not have meant it to be a personal dig but at the moment we are hardly in each others good books so it just feels like another knock against me whether you meant it or not.
Cubist wrote:
They are just making they situation worse by knocking me
*slams head off of monitor*
They are just making they situation worse by knocking me
*slams head off of monitor*
SHEEPY wrote:
> Doesn't change the fact your poem sucked
Didn't say it did, however I'm allowed to post it and I am happy with my work. Yes they are allowed to express their opinions but we have a history and one that only they can resolve with me in person when they are ready. They are just making they situation worse by knocking me constantly but I'm sure they don't really care. Anyway, as I said, if they stay out of my way then I'll stay out of theirs. Only they can resolve this whenever that may be.
> Doesn't change the fact your poem sucked
Didn't say it did, however I'm allowed to post it and I am happy with my work. Yes they are allowed to express their opinions but we have a history and one that only they can resolve with me in person when they are ready. They are just making they situation worse by knocking me constantly but I'm sure they don't really care. Anyway, as I said, if they stay out of my way then I'll stay out of theirs. Only they can resolve this whenever that may be.
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