This morning I get up at a half past six o’clock. It’s still dark. I feel tired. I went to bed at 1 am and did not sleep enough. If a person doesn’t sleep eight hours, it’s unhealthy, I know. But today I take an exam. It starts at 9 am and I have to take a 7-hour bus if I want to arrive on time. I’m going to take a cold shower, to have a big coffee before getting there.

Here I am in the bus. The people around me look tired too; I’m not the only one. But I think about my exam. I don’t like mathematics at all, I find it abstract, and there are too many rules. What’s the sense of all these rules? To tell the truth I don’t understand some of them.