...Yeah. I definitely flunked my French final.
I sat down, looked at my test, and felt my entire brain just go blank. I couldn't even remember the simplest sentence in French. I did my best, handed the test to the professor and told him that I'd choked, apologized for my imminent low grade, and then went back to my room, called my mom, and burst into tears.
...Well, at least that was my final exam for the entire semester. Even if I went out with a whimper rather than a bang, at least there's no more tests for me to choke on. Still, I'd so enjoyed having a 3.8 GPA for a brief, wonderful semester. *sigh*
I sat down, looked at my test, and felt my entire brain just go blank. I couldn't even remember the simplest sentence in French. I did my best, handed the test to the professor and told him that I'd choked, apologized for my imminent low grade, and then went back to my room, called my mom, and burst into tears.
...Well, at least that was my final exam for the entire semester. Even if I went out with a whimper rather than a bang, at least there's no more tests for me to choke on. Still, I'd so enjoyed having a 3.8 GPA for a brief, wonderful semester. *sigh*