Today is one of the the two big days of this week.
A day when I will be trapped in a freezing and deathly silent hallway, filled with rows and rows of anxious and frightened students such as myself.
A day when the stress levels of each individual will reach impeccable boundaries, resulting in frisky, sweaty hands and constant twitching of the mouth and eyes.
A day when the only way to escape from the torturous atmosphere binding down all of us, is to display an excellent show of varied vocabulary, long but exuberant strings of well-structured sentences together to create an imploding and enticing work of art.
Yes, today is the second day of my English exam. And I've just practised my descriptive skills for it, oh yeaah.
A day when I will be trapped in a freezing and deathly silent hallway, filled with rows and rows of anxious and frightened students such as myself.
A day when the stress levels of each individual will reach impeccable boundaries, resulting in frisky, sweaty hands and constant twitching of the mouth and eyes.
A day when the only way to escape from the torturous atmosphere binding down all of us, is to display an excellent show of varied vocabulary, long but exuberant strings of well-structured sentences together to create an imploding and enticing work of art.
Yes, today is the second day of my English exam. And I've just practised my descriptive skills for it, oh yeaah.