Hope In Dark Places

I actually did pass my T4 and T5. Which is a good thing. After getting the papers back and realising that this saturday is another T4 and T5 test, I, oh well, feel like fainting. What's more, there's this moral education exam that I don't even know no head and tail about. The more I think about the exam, the more strangest of thoughts come to my mind. Like:-

"Cannot laaa... Must get 100 marks laa... See?"
"For me borderline passes are not good enough. Must get at least over 80.."
"50 is my standard for the passing mark.."
"I must get more than hundred. 100 marks is the passing mark"
"I'm not happy with my results. I should at least get 80"

It's like I feel I'm being pressured by these people to study but my inner me is resisting it. Opting instead to computer games and TV. No wonder they say those two boxes destroy lives. But then again, if I don't study, I'm bound to fail. Failing means being barred from exams. Being barred from exams means I have to see those lecturers for yet another semester. Which means paying the tuition fees again.

I guess that's how life's work. Just one action can lead to so many consequences that sometimes makes me ask myself, am I doing the right thing? Going the right way? If not, which way should I go? I'm pretty sure everyone has in some point of life asked this question before. Which is probably why Jesus said, "I am the way, the truth and the life." In our darkest moments, in our frail despair, He is someone who will never leave us nor forsake us. And I'm really grateful for this hope.