1st May. Exams. Writing. Reading Concentration.
I tell myself I`ll do just fine, but then I remember how huge the syllabus is.
God knows who had the time to put it together.
So many events are coming up, but I can`t and don`t want to go because of exams.
Oh, right. Concentration. For another 30 minutes.
“I wonder if grandmother knew she was dying”.
“Focus, Anne. Focus!” Another 30 minutes pass by.
Maybe I should check the news. Maybe there`s something interesting happening on the other side of the world.
Or maybe I should clean my room.
Or maybe I should enjoy this time, enjoy revision and enjoy learning.
I am, but I also can`t wait for summer and vacation.
Why do we always seem to be waiting for something?