I had an essay test for history today and it was quite the clustercuss. First I looked at the terms we had to define and I only really knew one out if the six. So I skipped that and went to the essay question. Well I started writing away and my pen ran out if ink. I reach into my bag and I have one pen in a sea of pencils. I continue to write and the top part of my pen pops off and the spring shoots out to the front of the room. Great. Luckily the girl next to me let me borrow a pen and I finished my essay. I guess you had to be there.