Mathematics and History

I always thought my final exams would be a piece of cake. School has never been a problem for me. Not than I'm an A-grade only student or something like that. I think I'm about as average as a student can be. My finals were getting closer and closer, and I thought I was the man. I'm already signed up for Economy & Information Technology, a bachelor study at Erasmus University in Rotterdam. After this procedure was finished, I realised I have to make it through this year to get into University.
At first I was absolutely sure I was going to make it through last year of college. There was a very easy way to find out if my judgement was right. I decided to start making some test exams, just to make sure if my opinion needed any readjustments. As a matter of fact, it did. Math killed me. Economy made sure I was dead, by also killing me.
How was this possible I thought? If my initial exams are this hard, how on earth am I leaving school at the end of this schoolyear? I needed some good time of studying. Discipline would be the only way to make it and I decided to fully stick to my goals and just go for it. After all, do I really want to do everything over again? Yeah right.
So studying is pretty much the only thing I'm doing these days. I must say it's pretty annoying if you do nothing else but study for two weeks in a row. I'm starting to miss skateboarding and poker more and more, since I only skated for an hour or so and I didn't play anything pokerwise. For two weeks. Two. Weeks.
Wish me luck in this phucking joke, cause I think I could use it.

Regards,

DonQuichot, Full Tilt player and proffesional donk.