I walked the stairs of my hall towards my room. I feel like a defeated warrior.
Warrior, because even I myself cannot deny, this time, I have worked hard. I can't say the same for the past examinations, but this time, I have done notes throughout the term, and started revision around 1 month before exam.
Defeated, because I could have managed my time better during the exam, I may have gotten one more correct.
But see, so many 'I's and 'my's in the paragraph. Where is God? Dear Lord, may You be the reason I worked so hard, did notes, revised early. This is my talent, may I use it wisely for the Master.
