Luke, feel the power of the dark side of the force...
I HATE IT.
I HATE IT.
I HATE IT.
I HATE IT.
I HATE IT.
I HATE SCHOOL.
I'm trying, badly, to get good grades and to always be prepared for an non-announced exam, and it's NOT working.
NOT AT ALL.
I know high school's harder than primary school and that I have to get adjusted to get lower grades, but I just CAN'T.
And I don't have time to do anything.
ANYTHING that makes me happy.
It's so miserable that I even have to write this shit, cuz everything's so messed up now, and I hate the situation I'm in.
And sometimes I cry, and I try to be good at school.
You cannot imagine the pressure that's on my back.
I want to be a good pupil, and I'M NOT. NOT ANYMORE.
My grades are getting lower, and lower, AND FUCKING LOWER.
And I have 'THE DAYS'. 'The Days' are days on which I cannot concentrate enough to learn. And I have that day today. AND IT'S SO FUCKED UP. I hate iT!!! I HATE IT!
I feel so much better when I know that I know the matter for school, and today I don't feel good. I really don't.
And I'm so uppset about all this. I know I shouldn't be. But I still am. I'm something like Rory Gilmore. I'm used to have good grades.
And - P.E. I'm trying really hard to do all the excercise and stuff, but then I get bad grades! Again. AND I DON'T KNOW WHY!!
Ok, that's it for now. Too much negative energy's in this blog.
>> Sorry if I made some grammar mistakes, I'm typing fast now and I'm not gonna read this post again. It sucks. Crap. No, I don't have PMS.<<
Love and stuff,
++ Isa
I HATE IT.
I HATE IT.
I HATE IT.
I HATE IT.
I HATE SCHOOL.
I'm trying, badly, to get good grades and to always be prepared for an non-announced exam, and it's NOT working.
NOT AT ALL.
I know high school's harder than primary school and that I have to get adjusted to get lower grades, but I just CAN'T.
And I don't have time to do anything.
ANYTHING that makes me happy.
It's so miserable that I even have to write this shit, cuz everything's so messed up now, and I hate the situation I'm in.
And sometimes I cry, and I try to be good at school.
You cannot imagine the pressure that's on my back.
I want to be a good pupil, and I'M NOT. NOT ANYMORE.
My grades are getting lower, and lower, AND FUCKING LOWER.
And I have 'THE DAYS'. 'The Days' are days on which I cannot concentrate enough to learn. And I have that day today. AND IT'S SO FUCKED UP. I hate iT!!! I HATE IT!
I feel so much better when I know that I know the matter for school, and today I don't feel good. I really don't.
And I'm so uppset about all this. I know I shouldn't be. But I still am. I'm something like Rory Gilmore. I'm used to have good grades.
And - P.E. I'm trying really hard to do all the excercise and stuff, but then I get bad grades! Again. AND I DON'T KNOW WHY!!
Ok, that's it for now. Too much negative energy's in this blog.
>> Sorry if I made some grammar mistakes, I'm typing fast now and I'm not gonna read this post again. It sucks. Crap. No, I don't have PMS.<<
Love and stuff,
++ Isa