So I herd u leik Nim?

So yesterday, I had a terrible exam.

I sat down and began to gather in my surroundings. I sat in a cold dark, and arguably damp room with the only source of light struggling its best to come through through the antique dust covering the windows that had been saved from extinction purely because cleaning isn’t needed. Not when the hall in question is only used for 2 hours at a time by dirty, sweaty students of the university twice a day in the exam months. The desk was wobbly, but nothing to whine about, I am a real man after all. As I continued to look around, I saw many unfamiliar faces, but this did not concern me however as I checked and double checked my paper, I was in the right place at the wrong time.

My sight seeing ended as the confusion began, due to the complex accent of the moderator. The same rules were in place I would imagine, but nothing can ever be certain. The clock ticked at the stroke of 9:30, but the true dominating sound was that of the announcement to begin.

How bad could an exam be, right?

But, you weren’t there man! You didn’t go to ‘nam this particular exam in question!

I turned the page and bam, Nim to the face!

It was to be expected however and I had planned, I’d revised, I revised the shit out of it. But that was not the true horror the exam, oh no, the true horror is something I fear sharing with you, my dear readers, but a burden shared is a burden lessened.

I looked further down the page filled with thought provoking, fear instilling questions to only have my heart suddenly halt.

I saw, I witnessed, I felt like I given birth due to the surprise…

It was snakes and ladders.