You know what comes to mind?
Sitting surrounded by stacks of towering notes, each of which open their evil mouths are open as they laugh maniacally. Their fangs glisten in the half-dark, waiting to devour you. Gripped by sheer terror, you shake your head and seek respite from the endless spewing of: Oxaloacetic Acid leads to citrate to isocitrate to.... oh my goodness. Stop this MADNESS!!!
This exam period is feeling more draining by the day, wait no, hour. Perhaps its the endless routine of waking up in the wee hours of the morning to leave for training and back again to study and study and study and study, as compared to...oh wait, it IS the endless routine. (Gives face of sheer utter disgust).
How you can compare this entire operation of studying for an exam like a fight. Not a fight to beat your classmates and rivals, but a fight within yourself to surpress your human desire to sleep, eat and be merry. Frankly speaking, I'm losing this fight horribly. It is a literal mountain of paper and words and numbers.
I needs strength to face this challenge, boy oh boy... If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get...
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Sitting at the startline. Your opponents beside you. It's a test of wills. The one who gives in first loses. Your heart in your mouth. Your muscles ready to give their all. Its not so much a race. As it is WAR. Give your best and see the rest at the finish line. Your greatest opponent is your mind...
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