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I'm sad about Michael Jackson. Despite all the scandals and craziness, it's sad. His music was amazing.
In other words, school has ended for me. Almost all the other schools in this country finish next Tuesday, but we've been granted by our Headmaster the rare honor of being cool in at least something when we don't get any trips abroad and such. The grades are pretty good. After all, I managed to scrape enough points for a C in Physics, although the Physics professor kind of felt the pang of that bit of her human heart and felt pity for me. I'm sad about my Bs from History and Slovak. History is my fault and as for Slovak, let's say I found out of a very unique and vulgar way to use the professor's name in a popular Slovak song.
This year has been kind of challenging, just like everyone in the end. But it's been better than the one before this. More laughter, more happiness and less bad luck altogether. Summer's here although I can't feel it yet. I still feel as though I'll just have to go to school on Monday. I don't have any remarkable plans except for working through all of July at my aunt's restaurant. Eventually, though I really want to go for a vacation somewhere by the sea. I really, really want to see the sea, no matter if it is a hot holiday location or the cold coast of Sweden.
This past year I've found out that I'm not stupid when I try enough and that sometimes, academically, I am capable of surprising deeds. I found out how shaky health is and how unbelievable some things can be. I've learned that freedom, as some countries take it, is never entire and that it's a bit hopeless to think that when someone pushes a butoon on their mouse to decline someone they don't know absolutely the right to travel, they're actually sending the person on the way to personal hell of a few weeks. I've learned that love is not always what it's said and dreamed up to be and that it fades quickly.
In two months I'll finally be a senior and in more months I'll be finishing this high school and moving on forward. So many people have done it, so why couldn't I? Sure. Still the thought scares me a bit. But it's okay. What would all this be without a bit of fear? But the time really goes by amazingly and teriifyingly fast.
It's a real nice day so far. After we've been given our report cards, almost all of the people in class went out for a drink and that rarely ever happens since we basically don't really like each other and all that jazz. This afternoon, though, without certain elements of high arrogance and so on, it was wonderful and we all talked and had fun together. I've been also wearing a dress and finally learned how to walk in high heels without tripping three times per one street. My legs hurt like hell and I'm looking forward to my sneakers for the night, but it felt nice feeling so pretty today.
So, summer's on bitches and I'm prepared to make the best of it in every possible way that might occur.
Finally.