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Ironically, I tend to ask things when I have the least time to answer them. Including now, for example.
I have been leading my day on 4 hours of sleep and secret cups of coffee that my mum doesn't know about.
Nonetheless, the questions keep entering my head.
Will life ever actually make sense?The truth is that it probably won't and the more we dwell on it, the longer we'll be thinking about how it doesn't make sense and how it's never going to be exactly like we planned it or dreamt it to be. But then from one question pop up more questions...
- Why do we need school?
- What's the whole point of the grading system?
- Will I ever need half of what I have been learning?
Okay, I'm exhausted. I'll be back when my head is.
Love, GABBY
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