The Last Task as an Essay

Always in December one makes a tradition begin to turn on the most important things of the year And for my, the studies are among the most important of my year it has not been OK badly, either, probably this year has been more loaded enough than the previous year.

Probably it was because the subjects have been becoming more difficult or simply it has cost me more.

It is necessary to think a bit more and extract a conclusion on this problem, well it isn´t a problem, but it was a little bit different than the other year like i said before.

In the first term, this year has been hard enough, probably this happens because I did not take the exact weight to the subjects, sometimes I have not studied the sufficient thing for the tests and later all that joins ... and when the studies join they cause the tension and enclosedly mental problems in some special cases

Another problem is that in the modernity, the time is scanty, there are so many things for doing, so many technical advances, besides the fact that the same technology us abduce and we remain lost among 525 lines of the television or for the waves of the Internet, all these new things are taking us more and more time and this time neither returns nor is endorsed in the studies.

Probably only it is enough to organize and this way it will be possible have more time to make the homework and the things that we like, as the sport or play games of video or sail in Internet, it is what I like and indeed it is possible to do, only it is necessary to organize and the time comes alone. that´s a fact that i things that will happen.

The only clear fact was that this year has been hard enough, I have had a little time for my things and to delay myself. But the effort costs is worth a sorrow and this way I will be able to be a very good journalist and communicator. It is the important fact and in this time, this becomes that my most important goal of my life.

The only thing that matters is that this year has finishing, goes away and does not returns any more, leaves very good things as the studies and everything what I have learned and the people that I have earned and lost, but also the bad thing leaves, what we want to forget forever and that has to be as a recollection of which the things do not make to themselves like that, that there are other less orthodox ways to do everything and that the magic resides in each one, who exists that to be able to use it and as the time, to administer it in a best possible way and not to allow that it should happen uselessly.