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My future and the rest of my life is only a week and a half away. This time of my life has always seemed so far away, and the scary thing is it still does! I'm not half as panicked as I should be, and then at times I want to kill myself and never have to go through the agony of exams. I JUST DON'T WANT TO!!!!! I really really don't. I'm studying like crazy and the whole time I feel like I should/could be doing more and that I don't remember a single thing I've read these past two years. I did well on my mocks, except pyschology where I got a good grade considering how I hadn't opened up a single page for revision. If I can just get my psychology grade up (which I think I can-I do know the stuff it's a matter of sitting down and getting the details right) I can do really well on my finals (if none of the other grades drop) I got a 7 on my english mock :D And I was thrilled. I was so scared of the unseen commentary but it turned out much better than I'd have thought.
I'm sick of talking about school. My mind is wondering on beaches, on smooth sand and sunburnt noses. I cannot wait for the summer it's so close yet there's so much I need to succeed before then. It's all boiled down to two very very very crucial weeks. Argh I wish I could focus on now, not panic and still get all the work done. Sometimes I feel too self confident and then I feel like a piece of rubbish.
I'm off to see the art exhibition by kids who've been doing art at the IB, should be good. All those kids who take art have a look about them as though they're just a bit more "Deep" and "in touch with themselves" than the rest of us and they're even worse than the rest of the arrogant rich kids at my school. Acting "arty" and being a shallow teenybopper is worse than admitting to being one. I won't have to see them again after school's over in a month.
I'm sick of talking about school. My mind is wondering on beaches, on smooth sand and sunburnt noses. I cannot wait for the summer it's so close yet there's so much I need to succeed before then. It's all boiled down to two very very very crucial weeks. Argh I wish I could focus on now, not panic and still get all the work done. Sometimes I feel too self confident and then I feel like a piece of rubbish.
I'm off to see the art exhibition by kids who've been doing art at the IB, should be good. All those kids who take art have a look about them as though they're just a bit more "Deep" and "in touch with themselves" than the rest of us and they're even worse than the rest of the arrogant rich kids at my school. Acting "arty" and being a shallow teenybopper is worse than admitting to being one. I won't have to see them again after school's over in a month.