It was early morning. I had been studying for my exam for several hours in a row and hadn’t got any sleep at all. I didn’t actually “learn” anything – all I did was writing the cheat sheets. I was sure it was impossible to memorize everything in one night, so I relied solely on my “little helpers”. I took a glance at the clock: I had another hour before leaving. So I, certainly, decided to take a nap. I set my alarm and fell asleep right away.

Next time I opened my eyes I realized I’d slept a little too much. Terrified, I put on my clothes, grabbed my bag and hopped to school. The weather was nasty, the traffic jams didn’t leave me any hope to get to school on time. So I ran as fast as I could. I was late, of course. But not so much. In fact, I came in just in time for the tests to be distributed. And only when I got my test from the teacher I realized that I had forgotten my cheat sheets on the table at home. But at that moment I was so tired that I didn’t feel any frustration. I started with the easiest questions, and as I got further towards the end of the test I was surprised to find out that I knew all the answers. Then I recognized the peculiarity of studying at night.

And, yes – I did get an excellent mark for that exam, which made me extremely happy and proud of myself.