It's Thursday morning, Mid-August.
You didn't sleep all night and your entire body aches but you can already see the meagre yellow light shining through your curtains and beyond.. signaling it's time to get out of bed.
You don't know whether you should check now or after you've made yourself look a little presentable and had breakfast.
You can't make a decision.
You don't want breakfast.
You're excited.
But more scared than excited.
You groan and attempt to push your heavy Catherine Lansfield printed quilt out of the way so you can get to the bathroom.
You tell yourself and whoever else is listening that it's going to be a good day.
Yes, it's going to be a good day.
The butterflies won't stop fluttering but with a shot of willpower, you manage to log onto your computer.
It's now 7am and everyone in your home is still asleep.
You want to make them proud.
You want to make yourself proud.
They've seen you trying hard all year.
All those late nights.
All those after school commitments.
Surely it can't have been for nothing?
You want to make everyone proud.
You wonder what'll happen if what you view in the next 10 minutes won't be what you want.
If it won't be what you
need.
You remember how much you loved the halls at Warwick.
You remember how perfect the city was.
You picture yourself living there once more and briefly get absorbed in the moment.
The memory fades.
Google Chrome is taking far too long to load up.
You drink water.
You drink some more water.
The bottle is nearly empty.
And a little bit more.
Finally.You go onto your school website.
There is a link on the homepage which reads:
"Click here for all AS and A2 exam results"Your heart is going wild.
You don't know whether to prepare yourself for the tears.
You hope they are ones of joy.
You repeat to yourself that it's all going to be okay.
You briefly recall all those days when you didn't do what you should've.
You try to forget.
You click the link.
You see the document.
The screen is now blurry.
You blink several times in an attempt to change the view in front of your eyes, hoping it's all a great big hilarious mistake but the image remains.
Your phone is vibrating from the masses of texts that are presumably filled with excitement + happiness.
Your family walk into your room.
They're smiling.
They look eager to know, eager to find out.
You try to speak but you have no words.
You resort to shaking your head and gradually start to resemble the beauty of Niagara falls.
..You know you could've done better.
You have no more chances.
~
Stop procrastinating.
You have an opportunity to change the future and that opportunity is now. Regret is hard to live with. Don't be that person.
Goodnight. :'3
XD