nerve-wrecked...that's the feeling i felt as i walked into my examination hall and even more so when i saw the paper itself as recollections of what i studied earlier sank deeper into the sulci of my cerebra as anxiety overcame me.

at that instant i drowned, drowned into the 'darkness'..as i realised my predicament. though i knew at that point i was a victim of some transient, physiological biological neurotransmitter imbalance, i succumbed to it. and throughout, i was trying so hard to keep myself calm and collected and attempted to think...."c'mon think think think"....to no avail. coupled with the progressively hand paralysing coldness of the examination venue, things just got worse, cause there was only an hour left and i had 3 more essays to go.
the greatest insult came when the supraspinal inhibiton to my bladder reflexes seemed to start waning....but i persisted.
i looked around, somehow trying to find justification to the state of mind i'm in and at the same time i guess, provide myself with the consolation i need. i did not find it cause i was sitting RIGHT IN FRONT, turning my head to the rear would be obvious as i'm right-smacked in the invigilator's visual field and duh!! visual reflexes, and throwing an eraser over my head would do no good as i risk hurting someone behind me and it's pointless cause i won't do the picking up myself.
eventually, i just went back to my solemn state and prepared for a last ditch attempt, to restore my, i would say, normal exam state of mind.....again to no productivity.......12.08

put your pens down.

We are goin to collect the papers now.

Remain quiet in your seats.

Aaarrrrrggghhh(he's gonna take out the trash --> literary)

You may now leave the hall....

An outburst of lamentations proceeded...."damn, it's hard"...."i didn't finish the paper".....etc
I GOT MY CONSOLATION AFTER ALL