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The clock winds down slowly, the movement of a snail. 

The facility has placed the ending days of classes on a certain day, yet the final day of education is further away. 

2 weeks away.

2 weeks too far.

Further add on to the slow moving clock, 2 important exams that are to determine my 4th year at the facility. 

Mathematics is an anchor to my skull. 

The difficulty and the infinite numbers and letters, such hatred makes me want to burn the papers in front of my eyes!

The damn subject of Math, it burns my soul with hatred and a dark energy. I feel enraged! 

God damn, Mathematics exam, has left me with a feeling of doubt and fear for my person. 

Whom dare set the ending of my education near the end of the month of June! That horrid day.

At times, I realize that I dread and carry my person with annoyance at the lagging of time. 

But, I find that such a long wait will be worth it when the blazing months arrive to whisk me afar from my education.