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TIFU by being an idiot who can't keep track of time (and apparently also doesn't know when to admit defeat)

My god this was a fucking saga. This happened this afternoon and I am so embarrassed lmao.

I have my final round of mock exams for my A-levels this week and my second to last exam was today at 1pm. Now I needed to get to exams at least 15mins early and I live about 15mins away - my plan was to leave the house at 12:30 to get there bang on time. At around 12 I'd had lunch and I was just getting my stuff to leave - I then got sidetracked and didn't leave the house until 12:35 (my first mistake.) No big deal, right I'll just walk fast. At around 12:36 (literally just after I leave the house) a tourist asks for directions to the town center, I give her some - it's now 12:40. I think to myself I'll just walk really quick, we don't usually get ready to go to the exam hall until 10 mins before anyway. At this point I should have admitted defeat and just gone home and done the exam another day, but I decide to continue. This is my second mistake. It's about 12:45 at this point and I'm still around 10 mins away from school and I get a series of texts from my friend telling me that for some fucking reason they have decided to go into the exam hall early and that she's being told to text me to hurry up. She then sends me another text telling me they're walking to the exam hall and to run. So what do I do. At this point I really should have admitted defeat and gone home, but for some reason I decide my only option is to run. So, I run. Full sprint. In public. To my school. For the entire way. I had to dart past old people, tourists, locals, so many people. I must have looked like such a twat, with my backpack on as well lmao.

I get there red faced, sweaty as fuck, and breathless at 12:50. I then leg it up to the second floor dump my stuff, take a piss and then leg it back downstairs. It's now 12:53, I run to the doors to get into the exam hall. They're locked, and some assholes in my year group refuse to get a teacher to open it. Fucking brilliant. I now have to run round the entire lower school site to get to the other fucking doors. At this point I'm commited so I once again start running, it's also lunch time so I'm darting through seas of year 7s and some people are jokingly cheering me on (which was as funny as it was embarrassing) and I hear a few "run forest runs".

Anyway I finally get to the other doors, it's 12:58 and they're also fucking locked. I spot a teacher and run after her to ask her to unlock the doors. She's annoyed, but does it thank god. My final humiliation is that I have to I step into the exam hall red-faced, sweating and completely breathless, but I bang on time, entering the exam hall at 13:00 (I mean I least I got there on time in the end) and give a thumbs up to my friend. I sit my fat ass down only for my humiliation to still somehow continue when some year 11s walk in - one of whom is my brother's friend. And it gets better - turns out I didn't need to run to school anyway as the test starts was delayed because our papers were incorrect.

Tl;DR I have terrible time keeping and had to run through some very busy streets to school to take a mock exam. I arrived disgustingly sweaty, red faced and breathless, and yet my humiliation continued as I had to run around the whole school to find an unlocked door and enter the exam hall red, sweaty and breathless only for the exam to be delayed anyway. I should have just admitted defeat when I realised I'd be late and gone home lmao

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