I rarely even had “exams” in college. I had term papers, and I’d stay up all night before they were due drinking Colt 45 and writing some bull**** about how so and so was like Faulkner or how such and such was an allusion to Dante’s Inferno or some similar bull****. All my papers were really the same. I’d just throw in whatever that particular professor needed to read to give me a satisfactory mark. Shockingly, I learned a lot.