I got an exam in two days. It's the last exam before the summer holiday, and also the most difficult one. I try to read, but I'm too busy thinking about all the books I want to read this summer. You see, the summer is the only time of the year where I can read other book than the books from the curriculum. Believe me, I love the fact that I get to read some wonderful litterature at school, but it's something special to read books in the summer, when you have nothing else to think about than the pages you're holding between your hands... Actually, the thought gives me butterflies.