Everything that you thought had meaning, every hope, dream or moment of happiness, none of it matters as you try and cram those extra notes at 4AM.
None of it changes what an exam does to your mental state, we all suffer. But does that mean our studying is meaningless? does that mean there was no point in those endless lectures?
Would you say that of our slain comrades? What about their futures? Are they meaningless?
THEY WERE NOT.
THEIR MEMORY SERVES AS AN EXAMPLE TO US ALL.
THE SLEEP DEPRIVED, THE CAFFEINE ADDICTS.
THEIR LIVES JAVE MEANING BECAUSE WE THE SURVIVORS REFUSE TO FORGET THEIR PAIN.
AS WE RIDE TO CERTAIN FAILURE WE TRUST OUR SUCCESORS TO DO BETTER THAN US.
BECAUSE MY FELLOW STUDENTS DO NOT BUCKLE OR YIELD WHEN FACED WITH THE CRUELTY OF THE EXAM.
MY FELLOW SUDENTS CRAM
MY FELLOW STUDENTS SCREAM OUT
MY FELLOW STUDENTS RAAGE
