As a student at The Palapa School and in my final semester of high school, these past few weeks of classes have been filled with various emotions, experiences, and important decisions. It all started with the exam weeks, which, being so close to the project week, always manage to make me nervous and even scared. Perhaps it’s due to my habit of procrastinating and ending up with no time to study the important topics that could be evaluated. This only generates more stress for me. However, since we are a close-knit group, when I enter the classroom, I see my classmates reviewing together or even taking a break, and for a moment, I stop worrying so much.
The evaluation week comes to an end, with satisfactory grades or maybe not, but I feel like it’s all over. But just when you think the storm has passed, I realize that the paperwork I completed approximately three months ago is now requiring me to travel to take an exam at UNAM, which could determine a very important stage in my life. And as we always want more, now I find myself kilometers away from home, studying even on the plane, trying to arrive a day earlier to have some comfort and stay focused on my tasks.
I find myself in an unfamiliar place, with nothing but Google Maps and the good vibes from my classmates who wish me luck in the exam. I leave that room trembling, not knowing if my answers were correct or not. I question whether I studied well and why the topics I studied didn’t appear in the exam while the rest did. But it’s something I no longer have control over; all I can do now is enjoy the remaining days of my stay while I glance at the notifications from the classroom that arrive on my phone.
In my mind, I still have time to attend to them because the teachers are very considerate, which might cause me a problem since, as I mentioned before, I have a bad habit/great skill for procrastinating.
Back to where I started, but now with a sense of calmness after getting a great weight off my shoulders. Now all the remaining exams and assignments seem easier. I just have to wait for the results and see what the future holds for me. A two-month wait that keeps me restless, but regardless of the outcome, I know I did everything possible to get to this point, and my group patiently supports me in this sweet anticipation because some of them are also waiting for their own answers.
