This examiner is really tricky, really stubborn, and really harsh, I don't even know what I should pray for.
I walked out of the exam paper wanting to cry. Almost crying.
I shamelessly prayed for guidance. I was worried that I would run out of time.
I went to bed last night with the realisation that I don't have much time left.
When I opened my trust paper, all doubts of whether Jesus can love a wretch like me disappeared.