So far, yet so little work done

It has been at least two or three months since I wrote my previous entry. As always, a lot has happened since then, and many new experiences have pumped more meaning into my life. New experiences, new people, new lessons, and a new purpose of things have suddenly began erupting in my life.

First, to begin with, my grade 9 academic year started off with a weak start. There was tremendous pressure, and there were days where I would not get time to write or read. The O' level pressure in our country here is quite a burden for young students, for it is the time they actually begin studying for their future, and realize new concepts that they had overlooked in the past years.

I was occupied with many coachings and tuitions, as well as the heap of school exams that filled my calendar now and then. Apart from academics, I began venturing into new areas of study, interested to pursue short courses about my desired subject. In the middle, I was confused which area I should pursue in future, but as expected, Literature's call never ceases to amaze me. I was brought back to the arena of Language and Literature, promising never to be side-tracked once again (Now this cannot be guaranteed though).

Anyways, this was just a short entry I decided to do in the midst of my freetime, hoping to write something about what my life has been through during the past couple of months. The pressure's building up, but I am more than ever determined to defeat it. I need to pass this semester no matter what! (This burst of motivation comes from the morning coffee, do not blame me please)