I woke up with a bad feeling in my stomach, I rolled over and checked the time. It was already 10.21 A.M, I had set the alarm on 8 A.M. It took me a few seconds to realize what had happened, and what a big mistake I had made. I was 1 hour and 21 minutes late for my exam, and they do not let you in after an hour. In panic I started to cry and tried to think of ways that I could re-sit the exam, but it was too late.
I threw on my uniform and took a taxi to my university. I had to talk to someone, I had to figure out what to do. My advisor said I should do a request of re-examination, but she thought it was too late. My options were to whitdrawal or get an F. As I filled out the request, my dean came in through the door. I asked him if I could please talk to him. Last time I saw him he was the one crying, this time it was me. It felt like he was feeling compassion, but I don't know yet, He just told me to focus on the rest of the exams. I felt like a total screw-up, how could I not wake up.
I had to talk to someone. When I'm sad I can't keep things inside, it only makes me do stupid things. Linda met up with me outside the canteen. I told her what happened and some other reasons to why I'm so stressed out. She tried to comfort me as good as she could, and she started to look at the course outline of the class. Apparently the final was only 40% of the grade, and in midterm I got 36/40, which means even without the final I should be able to get a D. Not too bad, I am happy as long as I pass the class. So a bad start turned into something somewhat better. Thanks Linda.
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