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Exams and Tests.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • Oct 6
  • 1 min read

Life is the most difficult exam you will ever take.


The questions.


Predicaments.


Circumstances.


That being said, a lot of people fail during these trials and tribulations because they try to copy others.


Instead, we/they should be realizing others are answering different questions, and most likely taking an entirely different test.


So be aware and take care, of yourself.


All tests are not created equal.


Pay attention; because that is where the truth and the answers will not only pay off but make the mark; your mark.


Stay in your lane; and while you can look besides you, just know the person you are staring at, well, they may not know more than you.


Again that whole different test thing.


Some tests are easier than others....

Don't forget to be sure to always look in those sideview mirrors with caution, always.


Sometimes what's on either side, or even behind you, is what you need to see to go forward, safely.


To get YOU the grade to pass the test and get YOU to the correct destination.


This all sounds like a crazy enigma, but then again isn't life?


In the meantime I am still trying to pass my own tests; as a former teacher, that should say something.


And yes I still fail, but go figure haha, but guess what else starts with an F?


Forward.


In the meantime, that's where I am headed.


Cheers!


Xoxo,

C.

 
 
 

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