The Day I Woke Up After My Exam Had Already Started

Here is a fun event. “Ah distinctly I remember, it was in the bleak December, when each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor,” as Edgar Poe would say it. I was watching romcoms all night while the next day I had a semester exam. So, I woke up quite late. I mean, the exam had to start at 9:30 a.m., and I got up at 10:30. As I got up, as usual, with closed eyes I moved my hands around looking for cigarettes and then lit one. (Dangerous to health, don’t try it.) But, as I was saying, I started smoking and eventually I recalled that I had a paper that day. I got off the bed, took my shoes in my hands, and started running from my hostel to the campus, which was within walking distance but a bit far if you were walking. Anyways, as I reached the exam room, the professor denied me access to the room since I was late. (He already hated me. I dunno why, but I am sure he did, as you would see in other events to come.) So, I went to another teacher’s office, legendary Prof. …