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Another Exam



So my exams story continued again. 

I had two exams one on 25 evening and 26 morning. I prepared myself for both of them somehow.

On 25 it was 'Advance Java Programming'. The exam was easy and I'll definitely clear it. Even the examiner was very good. She let us to talk and discuss with other students a little bit...  .

But the main challenge for me was the exam which was on 26 morning. I studied for this (System software) for late night till 2.30am and then again woke up in the morning at 7am as exam was going to start at 9am and the examination center was quite away.

I took my bath and skipped my breakfast and took metro upto there. Everything was ok, untill I entered the examination center.  

When I sit at my seat, I just figured out that one of the pen I was having with me just leaked out I my pent's pocket.  . It was very embarrassing situation for me. I went to washroom and apply some water in it, but the spot goes bigger  , them I thought a bit  and just left it as it is  .


Even the examiner was very ruff. I was sitting with two other students in the end and in a row, she commanded us to move to the front desk in another row as the students who suppose to appear there were absent. I was sitting in the front desk with ink-spot on my pent.

I wrote my paper and the paper was lengthy too....I just attempt the paper to got pass marks. I left the examination hall 20 min earlier as I was feeling very sleepy.....

Just reached home, ate something and went to bed, then after two hrs of sleep, life started again...as usual.

so this was another stupid kind of incident with me.

I hope you'll enjoy the story and laugh loudly as laughter therapy is good for health.

still 2 exams are there to attend.

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