Only a few hours before I can call myself free. Free of stress, free of exams, free of everything that's obligated. At least for the next three months. The only thing that I have to do is read those damned texts, make some stupid questions and prove that I'm not a complete nitwit when it comes to English. Shouldn't be a problem I guess, I love the language, can read books in English. So why couldn't I do this?
I can, I know. But still there's some weird kind of stress inside of me.
Never thought I would make it to this point. Still can't believe actually.
All those times I thought I even wouldn't make it to the end of the year. But here I stand, more alive and kicking than before. Loving the life I'm living, enjoying the people around me, finding out what I really want to do. Only a few hours and I'm finished with secondary school once and for all.