You know what I’m thinking right this second. Well I am asking the “why” questions. Why did I got accepted to Imperial College, I’m not as smart, not as hard working as my peers. Why did I take this course, despite previously having a strong sense of self and values of life, I found myself questioning every decision leading to this moment.
Why am I writing this sad post right now? Well, whether you’re in uni, or trying to pass A-level, or whatever it is you do, and you think the people beside you has it all figured out. I’ll let you in on a secret, they don’t. Let me tell you another thing, it’s okay for you not to know the answer to everything. It’s okay for you to go a little off-trail of your seriously rigid study plan.