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The Exam Cycle

In the midst of the many readings that come along, there are those that stands out for its own worth. Some because of the depth of thoughts, others the expressions and the command of language used, still others because of a desire it triggers and so on. It could be for a single reason or manifold for which they are noted. Here's one that is being posted for its simplicity and yet the feeling of "likeness" that it triggers. For all its simplicity, may it bring back to your memory the feelings that you have had similar to the writer's. Happy reading!

The Exam Cycle
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 Funny how everything gets interesting when exam is just round the corner and you know that it is time to get serious with your books but still keep it for every “tomorrow.” Every little thing seems important, things that you have never done before suddenly becomes your favourite pass time. The “hi” and “bye” passerby becomes your best friend, going for walks appears to be the main concern before studying when you have actually never went for walks before. New ideas creep in and you think you are a genius putting those ideas into practice while in reality it is just an ordinary painted paper boat. The blue parker pen which you bought from a nearby shop and kept it inside your pouch since the beginning of the semester seems fascinating and you began to write with it as you go everywhere, wishing that the ink never runs out. You suddenly remember to phone everybody on your contact list telling them that you have not start preparing for tomorrow’s paper thinking that will ease the exam stress. Then you consider praying everyday wishing God will help you get good grades even without working hard. Finally when the exam gets over and you realise you are going home for semester break excites you even more, you get ready to have fun and fulfil all the plans that you had in mind during exam. Shortly after the break, results get declared in a day or two after classes began and you are dissatisfied with your grades. You think you did well in your exam while you have never really worked hard. Nevertheless you realise how important it is to prepare well before exams, you regret for not studying well and wish to go back from where it all started.
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