The words refused to go into my brain. I was not interested at all and thus, worsening the situation.
I threw away free marks for simple questions. I knew I was not going to do it well.
For the start, I knew I could hardly survive. I was simply going for the sake of the piece of paper. If it was not for it, I would have made better progress in my life. How cruel the society was, or rather, how undetermined I was to set this path in my life.
For all I know now, I must try hard not to use the paper in future, because the better man does things uniquely.