Man, I had terrible case of luck today. Hah, "luck." So about a week and a half ago, I'd made like 10 sandwiches and tossed 'em all in my fridge. I'd been eating 'em throughout the week so I could study or nap between classes instead of having to eat at the cafeteria. Well anyways, I'd finished off all but one of them, and this one had just been sitting in my fridge for a week and a half. It was a roast beef sandwich, incidentally.

So this morning, I woke up for my exam, and I thought it'd be a good idea to get some food in my system- so I grabbed the roast beef sandwich on my way out the door. And I do recall it tasted kinda funky, but I attributed it to the fact that I'd just brushed my teeth, and everything tastes weird after toothpaste. I ate about half of it before I decided to toss it. I was about 30 minutes into my exam when my stomach started rumbling. The whole incident was like straight out of Chappelle's Show: "Little did I know that that roast beef sandwich would change my life forever. Not long after lunch, I felt a bubblin'- an evil bubblin'... a bubble that to me signified nothing else but the early stages of mud butt. I had to take a dump. I had to take a dump immediately."

At first I tried to tough it out, but the pain was absolutely sapping me of my concentration. Luckily, I keep a container of Pepto Bismol tablets in my backpack. I had to ask to leave and take some medicine. Well that cured it for about 30 minutes. Then the pain came back, worse. I had to ask to leave again, and this time I did the pained, half hunched-over, limping walk to the nearest bathroom and set the demon free, so to speak. Lost about 20 minutes of test time- good thing it wasn't such a bad exam.