Saturday, September 20, 2008
7:27 AM
The air in school seems fresher than ever, resonating with excitement, than the usual drab, it must be the placebo effect of the nearing promos. Everyone seems to be moaning about how much trouble they are facing. (I admit that I too am guilty!) On a concise thought, I begin to find it silly, weaker people face more pressure. Why try to prove that one is weaker than everyone else?
Feelings of happiness, sorrow, disorientation have come and gone as the lessons progress. Expressions of joy indicating that the promos are nearing an end have comforted pressured hearts, while under the revelry lies a measure of menace. Regret, that one should have studied conscientiously before the exam constantly bludgeons our minds, despite it being irrational, on the other hand afterall, we are human. One arresting reason for disorientation is the lack of comprehension: in the questions and answers we are practicing, quick to tie themselves to regret. Sadly, it reflects on the work had been done during the "rugby games". Despite wrestling with these inner feelings, one still has to confront their impending doom(or victory).
In this critical period, conceding to fate is not an option, fate leads people down the path of least resistance, of which is scattered with flowers in the beginning but cuts abruptly with a steep cliff at the end. Fate is merely a device created by the strong to enslave the weak. It may be tempting to give in once in a while, but never surrender your soul to the devil. Say rather, overcome it, beat the game. It is merely but a sign of weakness to give up, it is downright inappropriate to let one fall into oblivion! The will to power, I will triumph.
Dont despair, hope is in the air..
