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Pre-exam anxious ramble;

       Often, when you're worried and express your worries, the people around will reassure that you can do it. In fact, they express confidently that you will be fine, you will be able to answer and pass  with flying colours.

Sometimes it makes me feel as if my worries are irrelevant. 
As if my worries are not legit.
No one knows how worried you are deep inside when you say you're worried. No one knows how scared you are of the future.Everyone sees the brighter side but you can only see the darker side.The side that holds the insecurities,worries,anxiety.The side that keeps us laying awake at night.

Its so hard to believe that you can do it, let alone convincing yourself that you will get through this. Its a constant battle and you tell yourself everyday that you're going to make it. For once I would love to see myself from another person's point of view so I could believe in myself.
      In a weird way, exam has its own way of bringing us closer to Him. Our prayers became longer, we started doing the sunat prayers as well as observing our relationship with Him and to the people around. This is the time when your reliance in Him is multiplied. And surprisingly,at some point you feel like you're finally in peace with your own mind. But the downside to it, is the amount of stuff you have to read and the stress that comes in a package. 
      Tomorrow is the end of block 3 examination (why am I here writing things?!?!?!?) Please pray for me and my friends,thank you. xx 
       
      

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