Who cares, anyway !

Earlier, I would force myself memorize everything but not now; which I find it so boring using that traditional method of preparation. In fact, I used to be charging my mind with courses whatever they were, even I knew it’s not a proper way. Because I would forget them the moment I’ve emptied them on the paper exam. I only wanted to get a good mark, no matter whether I fully understand or not even close. I didn’t care to the questions what next ? what about future ?

Yes I didn’t take into consideration that the next level is based on all the knowledge I’ve been delievered in the primary school. Conversly, I’m paying past’s mistakes righ now. I’m becoming vulnerable to anything happening. I feel like I’ve been built without basic bricks and cement. Any small windy storm breaks me.

In order to get out of my situation, I’ve decided to rebuild up. I start brushing up on each rule of my mother tongue Arabic and English second language, information and historical events of my country, religion. My Roots.

It’s a tough time redoing my supposed to be done stuff, but who cares anyway. I’ve got to Repuild up my trust keeping away the devil out of reach.

Because I know now.


Auteur : YassineHoutate

My name's Yassine Houtate. I'm a student. I live in Benguerir, Morocco.

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