To remember the time

These days will pass by whether I want it or not - soon I will be looking back at them, with joy or anguish I am not sure, but surely with a stern belief that it's all over. With the world on my shoulders a little lighter. The exam day will come and go, I will be either very happy in the end (which is not very likely), or a little frustrated - the pain that I am already well used to in the past couple of months of writing for long, sleepless nights, failing where I usually don't, being rejected visas. GRE is one helluva exam, I should say, but it is not beyond my ambition, although possibly pretty much beyond my skills at the moment. But I will survive. I will get through. That's for sure.