Maybe there's hope
I finished Celular Biology and History of Medicine yesterday. Well, at least I had my final exams, once I have no idea if I passed them!
And these last week I've been all "OMG, I totally need to get a decent mark at these, if not I'm doomed for life, I'll never end college, I'm going to marry here, etc etc" because of the exams to later find out:
Why to bother?
I mean, it's just an exam. A simple piece of paper (well, to me, it's more like a paper on a computer) it's not going to tell you if you're a good or a bad person, if you have people who loves and cares about you or if you're all alone in the world.
We get so mad fo such stupid things sometimes!
My exam went all wrong.
I forgot to do my homework.
I'm sick and tired to do the job for the others around me.
I have a nasty hair that I can't control.
I'm fatter than my friends.
My clothes are so out of style.
The other one studied less than me and got a better mark.
I wanted that thing for birthday or Christmas and no one offered it to me.
...
The list goes but, really, does it matter in the end?
The fact is that we're all directing to the same place; someday, we'll be six feet under and when the moment comes, do you think will be worried about these stuff? I know that I'm not making plans for that!
So I know that I need to relax and start thinking about the things that really matters! Because death comes so fast and without a warning that I don't want my life to end without achieving the greatests things it can offer me!
To my grandfather, because I know he's taking care of me up there in Heaven! :')