People are generally "scared" of embarrassment and always try to avoid any. However, some are just inevitable and we end up with the rhetorical question "why me". That day was meant to be "my worst",but luck did smile on me...(Its a fairly long epistle,pls pardon my errors)

I was in my final year (OAU) and like any other "finalist", i was determined to graduate without any spill over. My G.P was 3.48,(thanks to G.P "vampires" so I was really determined to finish with a 2.1.
Fast forward to exam day... The Exam was scheduled for 10am so I decided to read all night/morning, then straight to exam hall. I came to d hostel around 3am and saw my" roomie" had prepared "ewa & agbado"(only God knew where he bought the agbado)..so I pounced on d pot of food,ate hurriedly and went back to read.
Fast forward to 5minutes to exam...
I was already seated in the hall, determined not to talk to any1 so I won't forget all I had crammed. Suddenly, I felt a sharp pain &my stomach began to quake. I needed to go to d toilet but exam was about to start so i decided to "hold the thing". The exam was for 3 hrs...that was just enough time to finish d essay and visit the toilet.
About an hour gone, I began to feel really pressed. My legs were restless,I was sweating profusely,series of churning sounds in my belly, my fingers were getting tensed... I just wasn't myself. I started adjusting and taking different positions but it was useless.
About 5 minutes later, it got worse. I literally felt the shiit almost slipping out. All my "strength" practically went down there just "pleading" with d shiit not to disgrace me. All I knew was my hands were just writing...bt my brain was off. I was just thinking and calculating what to do, where d nearest toilet is,is it open? Wat if I stand up & the thing comes out..wat if I made it to d toilet without finishn my papers, wat if.....
I turned and checked my watch, 2hrs15 mins gone and miraculously, my hand had finished questions 1 and 2...just one more to go..so I decided to rely on d "brains in my hand"to continue the good work while I concentrate on "holding the thing" I tried "farting" but that would have been my biggest mistake. Its either it gives an obviously loud sound accompanied with a terrible odor or the obviously "watery shiit" comes out.

While still "holding", I heard myself say.."Extra sheet"..I was stunned is dat me or someone else. My hands had truly exhausted a whole booklet & needed a new one. I received it and my hands continued writing....miracle indeed.
I suddenly heard "pens up".... I was extremely delighted but couldn't stand up. My script was collected by the "invigilator" and I saw my mates coming towards me saying.."O boy! U collect extra sheet"..."Aw u take do am"..".which questions u answer"...I was just nodding and smiling..deep down I was like "GERARAHERE!"
I summoned courage, stood up, clutched my legs together and started walking in slow motion to d nearest toilet. It was locked. The other was like 200 meters with series of steps to climb. I moved on. I was like 100 meters to d nearest toilet when I felt d shiit coming out...my legs went into hyper speed turbo mode. As I turned the corridor to where the toilet is...
.... there she was...(name withheld,she maybe a nairalander) I was already "chykn" her then and there was no way we wouldn't stop to exchange pleasantries. Stopping was no option, and I wouldn't want her see me run into the toilet. That would be a big minus to my ego. I was still lamenting, saying "God, why me...wetin I do" when she turned the other way. I sped into the toilet......different sounds ranging from banger knock-outs, to AK47, grenade, thunder, etc....and the rest is history.

PS- I had a 67 B in that course (one of the highest scores) & yes graduated with a 2.1. I wonder wat I would have scored if ...

Thanks for taking time to read my long "epistle".Over to you guys,you can also share your "almost embarrassed" moments.

FTC

Haha, i had a similar experience when i was still in secondary school. That day i went to the bank to open a bank account. Only God knows how i got home that day. I used half of my strength to hold the shit in while using the other half to walk around and climb bike; and all the while, i was sweating profusely. Na God save pesin shaa

oh mhen,dis guy remind me of local life,,do u knw dat ewa and agbado is nt palatable until u cuk it on firewood,add igbo palm oil,minors maggi plus dry pepper,oh God,

thanks to the fellow who prepared the ewa ati agbado that you ate .

zikIPE:
Haha, i had a similar experience when i was still in secondary school. That day i went to the bank to open a bank account. Only God knows how i got home that day. I used half of my strength to hold the shit in while using the other half to walk around and climb bike; and all the while, i was sweating profusely. Na God save pesin shaa

Bro... I totally understand how you felt.

Are you Trying to tell us that eating ewa atagbado on an exam morning would be catastrophic

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Are you Trying to tell us that eating ewa atagbado on an exam morning would be catastrophic

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Or anything related to ewa......atagbado

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