Yes, master?

I’m sitting in class at my old high school from decades ago. Sweating. It’s the final exam. I didn’t read anything from the textbook all semester. I thumb through it now. Chemistry. The tests are being passed out this very minute. I’m going to flunk. It gets worse. My high school diploma is invalid. After flunking this test, I’ll have to repeat my senior year. I’ll be the oldest graduating senior in history.