keep praying

The exam was a bit of an anticlimax. After months (and I mean HOURS AND HOURS AND HOURS!!!!!) of preparation, I think I may have exterminated myself on the "video" station. I spent some time on the train back from Newcastle calculating the worst possible and best possible scores, and I think (with a pass mark of 100/120, i.e. 83%) it's going to be a very, very close call. Either I'm going to pass by a couple of marks, or I'm going to fail by the tiniest of margins. So I'm not crying YET. Please let the examiners be kind to me.