When exam comes
As the sun broke through the morning mist, casting a warm glow on the university campus, I felt a mixture of excitement and nervousness. It was the day I was to write my most feared course, which happens to be a compulsory requirement if you must go to the next level.
I had spent weeks preparing for this exam, poring over textbooks, taking copious notes, and participating in study groups, there were days I read without food. Despite my efforts, anxiety gnawed at me as I entered the examination hall, my heart racing with anticipation.
The room was abuzz with students flipping through their notes and sneaking last-minute glances at their textbooks. I found my assigned seat, my hands slightly trembling as I set down my pen and exam booklet. The clock on the wall seemed to tick louder with each passing second.
Among the things that disturbed my memory was the noice from fellow students whispering to one another trying to remember the thing they read and memories. The invigilator was a bit inhuman as he would not just serve us with the question paper but kept us in a standby situation for hours.
As the exam paper was distributed, I took a deep breath and read through the questions. To my surprise, they were challenging, delving deep into the subjects we had covered. Panic threatened to engulf me, but I reminded myself of the hours I had invested in preparation. I began tackling the questions one by one, my mind racing to recall the information I had studied.
Minutes turned into hours, and despite my best efforts, time seemed to slip through my fingers. Doubts crept in, but I pushed them aside, focusing on each question with determination. Even when I encountered a particularly tricky problem, I forced myself to keep going, refusing to give up.
Finally, the last few minutes of the exam arrived. With a mix of relief and exhaustion, I reviewed my answers, making quick corrections where needed. As the invigilator announced the end of the exam, I submitted but the invigilator will not let us go it was at that moment he remembered we are to sign attendance
At this point the hall was scattered but in the end we signed the attendance and we are out of the hall. Don't ask me about the result because it's personal, just give me a like. Enjoy your weekend.
I had spent weeks preparing for this exam, poring over textbooks, taking copious notes, and participating in study groups, there were days I read without food. Despite my efforts, anxiety gnawed at me as I entered the examination hall, my heart racing with anticipation.
The room was abuzz with students flipping through their notes and sneaking last-minute glances at their textbooks. I found my assigned seat, my hands slightly trembling as I set down my pen and exam booklet. The clock on the wall seemed to tick louder with each passing second.
Among the things that disturbed my memory was the noice from fellow students whispering to one another trying to remember the thing they read and memories. The invigilator was a bit inhuman as he would not just serve us with the question paper but kept us in a standby situation for hours.
As the exam paper was distributed, I took a deep breath and read through the questions. To my surprise, they were challenging, delving deep into the subjects we had covered. Panic threatened to engulf me, but I reminded myself of the hours I had invested in preparation. I began tackling the questions one by one, my mind racing to recall the information I had studied.
Minutes turned into hours, and despite my best efforts, time seemed to slip through my fingers. Doubts crept in, but I pushed them aside, focusing on each question with determination. Even when I encountered a particularly tricky problem, I forced myself to keep going, refusing to give up.
Finally, the last few minutes of the exam arrived. With a mix of relief and exhaustion, I reviewed my answers, making quick corrections where needed. As the invigilator announced the end of the exam, I submitted but the invigilator will not let us go it was at that moment he remembered we are to sign attendance
At this point the hall was scattered but in the end we signed the attendance and we are out of the hall. Don't ask me about the result because it's personal, just give me a like. Enjoy your weekend.
