D-Day

East Greenwich High School, meet Exams.  Exams, meet East Greenwich High School.  That’s right people, its crunch time. D-Day.  It has begun.

Normally, this is a good time for you to run for the hills.  Fast.  Anything you can do to avoid my hormonal, stressed-out self (and all other carbon copies of me from EGHS), the better.  After the first day of exams, we totter, shell-shocked and heads spinning, to the buses, hoping to make it to the couch before we collapse, and thanking the heavens for Fridays.

However, comrades, it’s not over yet.  It isn’t even close to over. We may have won the battle, but we are far, far away from winning the war. As happy as we may feel right now, having completed two exams already, we have five more to go. That’s right. Five. That is an astronomical number when it comes to describing two hours of catastrophic test taking. Add that to an uncompleted English presentation and you’ve got an equation for a couple of very long nights ahead of you.

But hey, on a completely different note, you can’t have the good without the bad, right? All of this pain is just going to make summer that much better.  And much more hard earned. So, besides my feelings towards my unbearably annoying cat, Cafaticus (Ka-fat-ickis), who deems in necessary to yowl incessantly at imaginary birds, I am going to buckle down and study with a semi-positive outlook on this whole nightmare. After all, it could be a lot worse.  Right?

Now, if you would excuse me, I have a rendezvous with my chemistry book.

“Most of the important things in the world have been accomplished by people who have kept on trying when there seemed to be no hope at all.” -  Dale Carnegie

Until next week,

Rachel