The Examination Hall

Pastor Rob Thompson: How many of you like school? Raise up your hands.
Me: (Raises up my hand before noticing that no one else actually put theirs up...)
Pastor Rob Thompson: How many of you like exams? Raise up your hands.
Me: (This time looking a little apprehensive, wagging my hands mid-way...)

I love school. I love exams. They seem to be part and parcel of my life. Each time I have holidays (for example, now) I just seem to be more stressed! It just doesn't make sense. Each time people have exams, you can see some sweating, panting over stuff that they should have remembered but forgotten in the exam hall. You can see some indifferent faces, probably pondering on the aftermath of the results. I, on the other hand, experience exams with a state of euphoria and excitement. A little fear, but that is rather ordinary.

3 days have passed in my holiday period, and I can humbly tell you that I did not do anything fruitful, not even for relaxation sake. That leaves me with 11 more days. 11 life changing days. But change comes with choice. Was I ready to make that choice? Was I ready to stand by that choice I have made, regardless of how terrible it could be? It's like that moment where you decide which answer to pick in a multiple choice question. Each time you pick an answer, you always have that tingling senses that tells you that you should have picked another one.

Life is like an examination hall. You might not be able to choose where you sit, but you definitely can choose how to react to the exam, how to react to the questions, and how to react to the tingling senses you already have.

YOUR REACTION DETERMINES HOW YOUR ACTIONS ENACTS AND AFFECTS YOUR LIFE.

But no one said you didn't need to study. Learning is, again, part and parcel of life.

11 days.

11 days to change my life, and to change yours. Watch out.