Is this luck or what?

I don't know, but it seems like Lady Luck is by my side these past few days. The most obvious sign of this being the Actuarial test I took awhile ago.

First, a brief background.

Yesterday, I went to Greenhills to get the recopies of my graduation picture. The traffic getting there was horrible, and the time I spent looking for the place from the taxi was next to eternity. I found it eventually, but inside Child's Play (the studio who catered to our graduation picture needs), I was met by a bitchy little lady. Well, she wasn't really that bitchy, but she was certainly a high-caliber taray queen. Needless to say, she fueled my irritation more.

I went out of there to walk a daunting distance to Level 3-C, Shoppesville Arcade, in Greenhills. I had some business to attend to there, see, and I was under the impression that I had to hurry lest Level 3-C might close. So I arrived in Shoppesville, panting and sweating, only to find out that I had no freaking idea where Level 3-C was. After three misdirections and a lot of guard-asking, I finally found the place. By then I was so worked up that I could hardly breathe.

After the business was done, I went to Robinson's Galleria to relax. Suddenly, although my feet were telling me to relax, my mind was telling me to walk some more and explore the place. Conflict, I tell you. I walked. And walked. And walked. Yes, my mind can become stubborn sometimes.

I finally went home after. I knew I had an Actuarial exam to study for, but I was sooo tired that I just plopped my heavy body on the bed. It was already 6 PM then. I slept for a few hours, waking up at 9 PM to meet Joey at Mocha Blends where he had been diligently studying. Upon arriving there and consulting with Joey, I realized how much little I knew about the test the day after. I immediately told myself that I was gonna get a low score. The subject was obviously an Achilles heel of mine. Despite Joey's brilliant efforts at teaching me (brilliant, because I learned a lot from that guy), I knew that it was of little hope. That pessimism deepened further when Joey was fetched by his father and brother. Who was to help me? Will I survive? (Hee.)

Joey's father drove me back to the dorm. After going up to my room, I surfed the internet a bit. After which, I plopped my body again on the bed, telling myself not to fall asleep, as not only did I have an exam the day after, I also had a reflection paper to pass. The exam was not yet quite studied for (and I had difficulty understanding it), and the reflection paper had not yet been done. It was going to be a major, MAJOR error to sleep at that point.

I slept.

And woke up at 8:30 AM, 30 minutes before the exam.

I hurriedly took a shower and dressed myself. I typed a nonsensical, bullshitty paper on Treasury and Risk, had it printed, and while walking towards class, read a little on the things I missed on studying. I fervently hoped that the teacher wasn't there yet so I could ask some tips from my classmates.

The teacher wasn't there, but his proxy was. And the exam had already started.

I immediately took the paper, and realized, to my utter horror, that I did not know how to solve for numbers 1 and 3. PANIC! I calmed myself, going through that process I call being psychologically ready (This deserves a separate post.), and looked at the paper again.

This is where Lady Luck entered the picture. (That was quite a background, sorry. Hee.)

The test was easy. I was stuck at numbers 1 and 3, and there were a lot of formulas I forgot, but nothing that couldn't be solved by a little geometric and arithmetic manipulation and an elementary knowledge of series(to those who care, the exam was on annuities). And after sometime, I remembered some of the stuff that Joey told me ("Go back to the basics."), so I was able to answer 1 and 3, as well. When I gave my exam to the proctor, Joey and I compared answers, and voila! Exacto. If Joey got a perfect score on that exam, I might have gotten the same!

I was darn lucky this time. The teacher could have made that test a lot harder than it was. I should know. I almost failed his last exam, which was supposedly the "foundational" application of what we discussed for this exam. Whew! Talk about Lady Luck!