Examination Drama

Up till that very hour, I was perfectly calm... surprisingly calm or misguidedly calm, if you prefer. But all that changed as soon as I stepped into the grounds of the examination hall.

Seeing crowds of students increasingly arriving by the minute, those already arrived hastily memorizing and re-memorizing lecture notes, those arriving exuding an aura of panic, made me start to panic as well.

And as my heart started beating fast, my subconscious mind with its perverted sense of humour started playing Britney Spears' Disco Remix of I'm Not a Girl, Not Yet a Woman in my head.

"Boom-chak, boom-chak, boom-chak, boom... I'm not a girl..."

And believe me when I tell you that the song kept replaying until after I exited the hall three hours later.

"...Not yet a woman!"

It didn't help release my nervousness with the fact that my table was number 001 in the hall, and that I could see that table from outside the window where I waited prior.

And not to mention that invigilator, a mathematician lecturer, who was so fascinated with my Physics that she stared at my answer script until I completed that one question...