Le jour approche.

Imaginez, le temps passe si vite......

Le C1 est demain matin.

Unbelievable, isn't it ? I remember reprising my practice for the C1 somewhere in late September last year and now it's already November. Only thing is....... unlike the previous French exams where mom was always there looking out for me, she isn't there now.

I know you're all waiting for me.

Waiting.

Waiting just to pounce on me whenever you have the chance.

Fine, I know the marking scheme too - it's simple, but owing to the fact that I'm 17, you won't be letting me through that easily. And if God forbid, I'm the only candidate tomorrow, I'm gonna be even more nervous. Already now my heart is feeling very uneasy. Dear Lord, please don't tell me it's a premonition or something........

Tomorrow morning at 10:40 I'll be sitting in an isolated room, for one whole hour, preparing my script, and after that I'll be in another room, face-to-face with the examiner, and yes, she knows my particulars. She knows I'm 17, and she knows full well that I've learned the French language for only four years (while normal C1 candidates sit for the examination after nine years of French). DK has heard of her, and even though he doesn't know her very well, they both know that the examiner has access to my particulars. And no, unlike our examination syndicates, they're more of an impartial lot.

I have my convocation (please don't take it in the English sense, it's French for "examination docket") and I'll have to present myself in the most professional way possible. And the examiner's gonna be a woman. See how strict they're getting with me !?

Anyone have any idea on what I should wear in order to give a good first impression ?