I’m scared of what the future holds. I fear not life. I fear not my job. I don’t even fear my parent’s wrath. There is one thing that makes me shiver though and that is thinking about EXAMS.

I’m doing fairly well in school so far. I’ve been making an effort to cooperate, do my homework and classwork, and most importantly, show up daily and on time. None of this seems to really matter in the end, so I hear. I hear it is how you do on tests that determine your grade and this scares the (excuse my french) crap out of me.

This week starts the craze of studying and the caffeine overload. I’m hoping to finally learn (as the teacher says) the extreme basics of Pre-Calculus, which seems to me more like a combination of Physics and another impossibly difficult subject.

Into the realm of the unknown I go.