Exam 0: A Cry Into The Void
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A series of Exams feels like taking a cold shower.
Like you are all apprehensive until it starts.
Then you go into the pfft-this-is-kinda-fine mode.
Then it’s over as quickly as it started.
I think.
This is a random out-of-the-blue diary entry with no relevance to anything. So this point would be your cue to leave.
Wow, I had Grammarly switched on and now thanks to that last heavily optimistic sentence, even it can’t figure out the intent of this diary entry. Neither can I.
I can’t believe after three months of delays. I still would love some more time, at the same time, I will go mad if they postpone it one more time.
Also, all the books, stories, and ideas I have now! It’s driving me crazy how everyone’s brain decides to do the overtime in the Creative Department whilst being radio-silent all this while.
It’s almost like Exams are a preview of you lying on your deathbed, where you go, “Ah, I wish I had done that. And that. Okay, maybe not that, but I get what I mean, you know.”
I literally just said “deathbed”. How do you see that as friendly?
When they said that AI would take over, I never thought it would be by passive-aggressively taunting us. This is the cherry on top for my exam-related-anxiety.
Well, I don’t have anxiety.
I mean, I do and I don’t.
It’s complicated.
It is what it is, I suppose.
I saw a meme somewhere today about how exam study leave is all convincing our friends we haven’t studied enough and our parents that we have studied enough.
I love how the first part of college life that I am getting back is the “Exam hall” experience, like the one thing that I really didn’t miss at all.
“You get to meet your friends!”
“Yay!”
“But you don’t really get time to chill with them.”
“Yay? That kinda su-”
I should probably get back to studying. I don’t know why I am here. I don’t know why you are here.
Best of luck.
