Trial examination. I can't believe 3 weeks, 3 miserable weeks have finally passed. It's not the end of it. Neither is it the end of hard work. We still have 50+ days until the real SPM.
I've started to feel the pressure I felt 2 years ago, before PMR. I feel like I'm so sick of studying. As if I've got ENOUGH of it, although it shouldn't be enough. My brain keeps telling me to work hard, harder and harder. But my heart is craving for fresh air, for sunlight, for freedom.
When was the last time I laughed without pressure?
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