My creative juices seem to have hit the pause button of late. I have always had the most brilliant ideas only when there was an exam to prepare for the next day. I never thought I would say this but I miss the anticipations of exams, not that I would want to take them again, but just having that dreadful feeling in your chest, eating away your insides. But the exams always brought out my creative side that is seen very clearly in my mark sheets.

I have been doing nothing for a long time except “taking rest”. I’m sure that even if that was prescribed to me by a doctor it wouldn’t have been administered as strictly. To be honest, I enjoyed it for a few days. What with Ramadan happening it was nice to catch up on my sleep. But I enjoy it no more. “Taking rest” has in turn made me feel more lethargic than I should. I can’t wait to be up on my feet and do fun, exciting things. After a year of waiting around I’d like to think I deserve it.

In all fairness I’m supposed to be nervous now. Butterflies in the stomach, am I doing the right thing, why me sort of a confusion. But I’m not. And that’s good, I guess. The only nervous I am is the good kind and I’m super thankful for that.  Actually, I’m fifty parts nervous and fifty parts excited.

I’m nexcited.

Yes, it’s a word. Look it up.

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September could not come soon enough.

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