Ok so i thought my mcat experience was pretty fun, so I'll share with you guys.
The night before the mcat, I made a sandwich to eat during the breaks. That morning when I got up, I found out my dad had EATEN MY SANDWICH! In my head --> "Ok no big deal, it's not bad luck, it's ok, i'll just make another one."
Made another one, got out to the car, adjusted the mirrors, set the gps, turned the ignition...MY CAR WOULDN'T START!!!
In my head --> "Ok, this is starting to look like a bad day. NO, no negative thoughts. EVERYTHINGS GOING TO BE OK."
Turns out the battery decided to die that morning...OF ALL DAYS!
Now I get to the worst part of the day.
Still got to the testing center on time. Waited in line, did all the procedural stuff. Got to the fingerprinting and pocket flipping...
OMG I HAD A FREAKING HOT PROCTOR! Every time she walked in it was SOOOO DISTRACTING!
In my head --> "FML 😱"
If my bad luck was any indication of how I did, I'm pretty screwed.