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So. I've passed!
Not my exams or anything, just this year. Which is a huge relief. I was teetering on the edge of failure thanks to dangerous grades for German, French and Dutch. I got a 5.4 for French (not that good but good enough), a 7 for Dutch (oh yes) and a bloody 8 for German. Yes, me. Apparently I was one of the best. Which means that I'm smart. And my father isn't.
No the last bit doesn't have anything to do with my grades, but it's still true.
Now I've got the whole summer holiday ahead of me with no worries aside from the fact that I'm going to have to miss Marijn for four weeks, which is rather long. But hey, he's going to bring me presents. Which is fun.
Yes, presents, because I turn 18 next Friday. I'm sure a lot of you are older, but to me that just seems... well not quite geriatric but getting there. But there are good things about coming of age, such as the big fuckoff present I'm getting, woohoo for my parents thinking ahead. Also, I'll be a grown up, which I suppose will be good in some ways.
Oh, I don't care right now. It's the summer holidays, I've passed this year and I have a whole summer of doing bugger all ahead of me. I'm planning on working a lot and looking completely different by the end of the holiday. I may well get my nose pierced (it's huge so there's plenty of room for that), maybe some extra things in my ear, completely different haircut (probably get that done tomorrow, that way it will be gone by the time I go back to school if it's a disaster), losing weight (doing that already), whole new wardrobe etcetera. Should be fun.
And NO SCHOOL. Hah.
Not my exams or anything, just this year. Which is a huge relief. I was teetering on the edge of failure thanks to dangerous grades for German, French and Dutch. I got a 5.4 for French (not that good but good enough), a 7 for Dutch (oh yes) and a bloody 8 for German. Yes, me. Apparently I was one of the best. Which means that I'm smart. And my father isn't.
No the last bit doesn't have anything to do with my grades, but it's still true.
Now I've got the whole summer holiday ahead of me with no worries aside from the fact that I'm going to have to miss Marijn for four weeks, which is rather long. But hey, he's going to bring me presents. Which is fun.
Yes, presents, because I turn 18 next Friday. I'm sure a lot of you are older, but to me that just seems... well not quite geriatric but getting there. But there are good things about coming of age, such as the big fuckoff present I'm getting, woohoo for my parents thinking ahead. Also, I'll be a grown up, which I suppose will be good in some ways.
Oh, I don't care right now. It's the summer holidays, I've passed this year and I have a whole summer of doing bugger all ahead of me. I'm planning on working a lot and looking completely different by the end of the holiday. I may well get my nose pierced (it's huge so there's plenty of room for that), maybe some extra things in my ear, completely different haircut (probably get that done tomorrow, that way it will be gone by the time I go back to school if it's a disaster), losing weight (doing that already), whole new wardrobe etcetera. Should be fun.
And NO SCHOOL. Hah.