It was during a meeting of the board when I first saw Magna. So this was how (the) "shit happened". Palpitations that are only suitable for the strong-hearted, sweat marks emerging underarms -heaven help if the victim is deodorant disabled-, making an ass of yourself at every opportunity and want to scream out loud afterwards, "I REALLY AM NOT THIS CRAP, I SWEAR!". Looking at him, there was a slight pause in time when all the cerebral action halted, caused by the sudden overlaod in the circuits which couldn't process such a sight overfavored by the powers that be immediately. Once the time unfreezed, I was stricken by multidimensional worries like, hair, weight, a pimple in the butt, mouth hygiene, family background and current GPA.