Como Esta, Bitches!!
The title comes from one of my all time favorite movies.
School's over! And I'm pretty sure I fucked up on all my finals. I'm not sure why it happened but I just wasn't engaged at all in school. I mean, I never been a straight A student at all, but other than a few Ds and Cs, my report card, for the most part has been pretty decent in the past. But this year I have actually very few strong memories of me at school (before you do mention it, while I'm definitely not straight edge, I'm not a stoner). I was very apathetic towards the whole thing. It's not that I didn't care about my grades. It's just that I was tired of the whole thing. I didn't have enough energy. I talked to my parents about this months ago. I'm now seeing a psychiatrist and I most likely be put on medication for depression and maybe ADD. I'm just happy that I'm actually taking action after these years.
Oh, and I'm leaving in a few hours to a plane to Mexico City, and then to Yucatan. It's this community service thing I'm doing for IB (my program at Berkeley High). I'm so excited! But I'm also really nervous. I don't speak any Spanish. At least in France I could get around with my pathetic French but I don't know what I'm gonna do there. I'll guess I'll try to learn a few Spanish phrases on the plane ride there.
Next post will be filled with pictures and tales of my wacky adventures in Mexico. I promise.