Happy New School Year.
While fifty per cent of my friends is starting their time in new schools, I'm on the senior year at my very own gymnasium. Yesterday we officially started, took our school schedules and went for a drink home. Today the oficcial Armaggedon began.
My first classes - German,9:15 AM - started with really comforting monologue by our teacher. "You know, that you're just about to start the roughest period in your entire education. I'm pretty sure, that you're aware of the fact, that twenty-five per cent of LO students and senior-years from gymnasium end up at the shrink ward? You know, stress, pressure. I'm not sure if you can handle that" and, after that, she started the quick and hard review, after which I personally felt like somebody just jumped on my head and left us with the homework. Not. So. Good.
Well, I've got today like tones of homework and my test schedule for this and next week looks like a freakin' nightmare. First of all - Biology test, THIS THURSDAY. Next Monday - Polish - grammar test. Some day next week (but our teacher wants it to be unexpected, so she won't tell us when exactly) - Mathematics test. We're pretty sure, that our History techer will surprise us with something pretty soon.
But it gets worse. My voivodeship got the worst winterbreak term - we're the first, so our first term instead of nearly five months, will last three and the half. That sucks. That. Seriously. Sucks. And I'm also writing the finals this year, which results will decide about my future school and the future as it is. I'm still trying to somehow skip this, so I'm participating in English Olimpiada, Polish Olimpiada and I'm still considering Physics, History, German and/or Biology. It can help me skip at least one of two parts, if I take one of the first three places, and - as well - will get me to my dream-school.
Hey, don't worry, there are some bright sides out there. They're just hidden really, really deeply.
This year I'm having the Little Prom - a ball. It will probably take its place in January, eleventh, I guess, but I'm not sure. That means, that I have to start to look for dress/shoes/other stupid blinkie stuff, which make feel even more shallow than I am, because I really, really need to have at least a month, if I want to buy something like that. And I will change my mind like three times a day, so, you know xD.