Electric Shock

One day.....I received the results of a test.
A test that would determine my fate.
I wasn't expecting too much of it because the day before the test, i hadn't studied properly, and I found the test really hopeless.
When I got the paper back, I was shocked.
I didn't know how to feel. Shell-shocked, perhaps.
I had just scraped by with a mere 75%, and though it amazed me how i could have even gotten such a grade with my unfaithful studying, I was disgusted at how i could have let myself slip so much.
I felt breathless, as if my life were hanging by a thread; as if i were hanging over a precipice, about to fall into the sea of death, if not for my scrawny arm strength clinging on to dear life.
An electric shock. One that woke up all my inner senses, slapped the drowsiness away, doused any sleepy notion with cold water, set my gears roaring into action.
I thank my almost failure for giving me a jump start back into the "real" world, where achievement in examinations is the highest obtainable code of honour for a student such as myself.