Okay. Here we go. It’s time to start.

For the first time since I started going to school, I’m going to finish the year with a 4.0 GPA. Four-point-freaking-zero! I do this, and I’m getting that Porsche I pointed out to my dad last month. Sweet!

I just have to pass this last exam. Half of my grade is riding on this. Physics is my worst subject. Always has been. But I worked my ass off this year to get straight A’s. I can do this.

The secret is to not stress about it. I know the material. I can do this.

I close my eyes. Focus on the test. There is nothing else. No one else around me. Deep breaths. In. Out. In. Out. Equations float behind my eyelids. And they all make perfect sense.

More breathing. In and out. Slowly. I am focused. I am prepared. I will ace this…

My eyes snap open. Why is everyone getting up?

No! I meditated my way right through the exam! I didn’t even get to write my name!

Goodbye brand new Porsche. Hello twenty year old Peugeot.

Crap.