<p>Stressful times always seem to bring out the extremes in behavior.....the best & the worst, the funniest & most serious, the most uplifting & the most dispriting.</p>
<p>Exams can certainly be a stressful time.....share your story here.</p>
<p>to prime the pump, here's a link to some funny/creative stories....</p>
<p>two snopes.com:
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Four students walked in halfway through American history test my father was giving at the local community college. "Sorry," they said, "we had a flat tire." An understanding man, Dad said that if they could answer just one question correctly, he would give them each an 'A" for the exam. The students agreed. So my father handed each one a piece of paper, placed them in four separate corners and said, "Write down which tire was flat."
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At the close of the final exam, the proctor announced time was up and directed the students to turn their blue books in. One student, hastening to finish a thought, kept scribbling. Finishing, he rushed to the front of the room and handed in his exam book, one of the last to do so.</p>
<p>The proctor said, "I won't accept this," and the flabbergasted student asked why. "I told everyone to stop and you kept on going. I can't accept it."
The student was aghast. "What'll happen then?""You'll probably flunk," shrugged the proctor.</p>
<p>With that, the student drew himself up proudly and asked, "Do you know who I am?"Unimpressed, the proctor answered, "No."The student replied, "Good," and jammed his blue book into the center of the pile on the desk.
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see more stories at <a href="http://www.snopes.com/college/exam/exam.asp%5B/url%5D">http://www.snopes.com/college/exam/exam.asp</a></p>
<p>i have a nice little story:</p>
<p>i just studied my butt off for a week. I went to review, talked to my professor, and was certain i'd master his test. </p>
<p>But, it sucked. Hardest questions on earth. Nothing made sense, everybody in the classroom was just as puzzled as I was. Thank you professor for for making statistics (a class with easy content) the most excruciating class I have ever taken.</p>
<p>In a statistics exam in my 2nd year in college, I'd finished the paper in 30 minutes. The exam was 2 hours long, and we couldn't leave within the first hour. So I wasted the rest of the time by designing "Stattachu: The Statistics Pokemon"!</p>
<p>Gomestar, you definitely just described my day today. I studied over eight hours yesterday for my Calculus quiz today and then the quiz was like on all this confusing stuff. Turns out, I wasted the whole entire day yesterday because I flunked the quiz anyway :( Needless to say, I'm not in a good mood now.</p>
<p>I'm in IB Chemistry HL, which has a reputation for being the hardest class at my school. On our first test of the year the highest grade in the class was a 24/31. (I got a 23.) That was pretty depressing.</p>
<p>ETA: ...especially considering the self-selection. The people in that class are among the smartest kids at my school, and we're still doing horribly.</p>
<p>when i took the sat in november there was a girl sitting next to me all stressed out. u wont believe how stressed out she was: she had more than 15 pencils, 4 erasers, 2 graphing calcs, and 1 reg calc, she had 3 copies of her admission ticket, brought here birth certicate (as well as passport and driving license) and had 2 lunchboxes filled with pop tarts fruit, chewy bars, water, and gatorade, which were all in her backpack. one word: WOW.</p>
<p>Well right before the second chem exam first semester (pre-Adderall) I forgot my calculator so what better way to ask the class if they had one than to stand up and do so. So I yelled this, "Hey guys, I ****ed up. Does anyone have a calculator?!" It was awful I ended up running out and catching someone in that class that just left (I knew him) and got his calculator. Needless to say it was a calculator I wasn't used to and made me flustered and I didn't really study that well because I couldn't and well . . . luckily the class average was a 35% b/c I was below that. Anyways people still remember me for that or when I meet someone new they are like "Oh wait you're that guy who said that. When you did that I thought, 'Wow that guy has some major cajones.'" Oh man. I'm known as That Guy in my CHEM class. That's just bad. I have another one about calc but I'll save that one for now.</p>
<p>Would you believe that 25 years after college, I still occasionally have the dream that I'm late for an exam, I don't know what subject it's in, and I don't know any of the material?</p>
<p>The absolute worst: you are in the middle of writing a 20 page paper and your harddrive crashes.</p>
<p>In one class, I was trying to get my final project printed out in color. I told the group I was in that I would take care of the collaboration and printing. Realizing the morning before it was due that I did not have a color printer, I rushed to the library to get it printed out. I still had 2 hours left. It's all good right? I save my files somewhere on the Internet so that they can grab it and print it for me. I go there and they say "I'm sorry but we can only accept burnt CD's, floppies, or place the files on the school network, blah blah blah." I'm like *** so I run back to my apartment (luckily only a 15-20 minute trip). Breathing fast, I burn two files into a CD. I go back there. Another 15-20 minute trip. I realize as soon as they put it in that I forgot to put a file on it. I get frustrated and then have to go burn a new CD at my apartment. Another 30 minutes or so. I finally arrive there again with the right files, but then they end up taking like forever to print the **** out. So I realize I am already late to turn it in. So I'm pretty ****ed about it all. They finally give it to me like after 30 more minutes and I run to class as fast as possible. I arrive in the classroom panting and sweating. Luckily the professor was a nice guy about it all. So lesson for the day is, don't forget all of the files...</p>
<p>And...</p>
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Four students walked in halfway through American history test my father was giving at the local community college. "Sorry," they said, "we had a flat tire." An understanding man, Dad said that if they could answer just one question correctly, he would give them each an 'A" for the exam. The students agreed. So my father handed each one a piece of paper, placed them in four separate corners and said, "Write down which tire was flat."
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<p>That is classic.</p>
<p>At Upenn they have the superstition that if you walk over the seal in the middle of campus you will fail all your exams that semester. During finals week you can see a gap in the flow of the crowd because everyone is making sure to walk around the seal. My friend's brother last year during finals week pushed his way through the crowd and started jumping up and down all over the seal yelling and screaming. That was like the end of his sophomore year or something, and it was his first semester with all As.</p>
<p>I walked into a chem lab test earlier this semester with 10 minutes to go. Surprising I didn't do that bad (slightly below average, considering I had 10 minutes, not bad at all, I knew what I was doing but was flustered and freaking out). But it scared the hell out of me while I was running to class. It also scared the hell out of my classmates. Their attention was more focused on me than their own tests at that point. We had another test today. This morning, I received 5 calls making sure I was up and to the test on time. HIL-arious!! Btw I totally rocked the test (I think, but maybe I'll check back in with the final result).</p>
<p>This goes back to the mid-70s, I think May of 1974.</p>
<p>I had a history final on the last day of exams in May, in the last time slot, which I believe was 2:00 p.m. to 5:00 p.m. The town was emptying out for the summer. This was a large (100+) lecture class with sections. The professor would not change the exam date or time. He wouldn't be there himself, as U policy did not allow a professor to proctor his own exams. This exam was in a class that, because I had been told by my TF, I had a "locked" B+, based on my grades on the midterm and various papers. However, I had to take the final. (I also knew the material pretty well.)</p>
<p>The morning of the final I loaded up my car with all my possessions to go home for the summer and then went to the house of some friends to help them move out. A few beers were involved. It was a beautiful, warm day. The final was being given in a large, old-style lecture hall. On the way to the exam I was walking past a store. I couldn't help myself - I purchased a 6 pack of beer and placed it in a brown paper bag. I sat way in the back, above the aisle, and took the exam sipping beers, coughing each time I opened a can.</p>
<p>4 beers and two bluebooks later, I was on my way. The other 2 beers helped me through the drive home.</p>
<p>Yes, I did get my B+. I don't tell this story to my children.</p>
<p>umdad: BEST. STORY. EVER.</p>
<p>Hope you still don't drink and drive like that...</p>
<p>Well being a History major I have a lot of take home finals. Sunday night I decided I was going to get ahead and actually wrote on of my essays. It took me all night, but when I was finshed I had 15 pages on the economy of Vietnam following the end of the war...</p>
<p>Today in class the professor decided to inform us that he has changed his mind and that the essay now only needs to be 10 pages long, which should make everybody happy because he knows nobody has written their paper yet. </p>
<p>That's what you get when you don't procrastinate.</p>
<p>This isn't exactly a college exam test, but it is one from when I was in high school. I was in the middle of a Spanish test and the whole room was completely silent. I was writing down an answer when I noticed some sort of black object from the corner of my eye. I turned my head to see what it was and I found myself face to face with a huge, disgusting spider hanging from the ceiling. Needless to say, I was not expecting this. I soon found myself screaming and jumping out of my desk to escape the hideous monster. The class erupted with laughter. My classmates and teacher made sure I never forgot that experience for the rest of my years in high school.</p>
<p>I think this is pretty funny. I was in Econ and we had a final. And the room was somewhat packed. So anyways, we are taking the exam and the guy next to me let's one rip when the class was dead silent. HAHAHA, funny stuff. Then there was a huge space around that guy because everyone moved away from him... I personally thought that was the funniest thing I have ever seen.</p>