What am I supposed to do here?
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I’m back home after my disasterous exam. My parents don’t know what happened and I don’t plan on telling them. This is something I plan to take to the grave. I don’t even want to imagine their disappointment if they found out.
I wake up every morning and I occupy myself until it’s time to sleep but I don’t do anything meaningful. I know that it’s the break and I’m supposed to enjoy it but I feel like I’m wasting my days.
My boredom has grown to such an extent that I’ve decided to write an essay as part of a personal project. A mini dissertation to speak. I told my parents hoping to hear even a hint of surprise. Surprise that I care about my studies and that I can be passionate about something.
Of course that doesn’t happen.
But that’s okay.
Everything is okay.
I’ll be fine, right?
