Day 24

Ok. This is the last day, actually.
Damn. I mean... damn. The previous exam for this university I wrote with one girl from courses. She sat just behind me. Today she told me she did not want to speak with me because I did not help her at the exam. She asked me about 30 times and I did not answer. Damn. I did not hear her. This is the person I would have helped if she asked me. Cause I like her. I mean, she's not my type, really, but she is not like "let's get drunk after exams!". And I've known her for 11 months now.
That hurts, but it hurts mentally. I know I would have helped her if only I heard she was asking for my help. But she does not. Damn. It is a misunderstanding, but what should I do?
When she told me about that I apologized. I said I did not hear, but she was like "Ah, yes, of course". Well, she did not want to speak with me, so I did not bother her. And eventually, our seats were on two different sides of the room. The exam was in sports gym so I'm not even sure if I can call it 'the room'. It is like she got about 70 points and I got 86,2.
Anyway, it is sad. Damn. I am growing up with tears in my eyes (Just kidding. Though, this is not a joke).
I am free now. Totally free. I'll rest for a while. And then, maybe tomorrow, I'll begin the Big Room Cleaning. Firstly, because I do it every year and, secondly, because I have not done it for quite a long time now. It's shameful. Hm, and thirdly, because I finished my school and I do not need all this stuff now.
So. This is the real end here.
I got the habit of writing in the blog every day =)

Day 21

I forget things. I do, really.
My English sucks. I got only 80 points for it. I appealed and there were mistakes. Damn it. So, it is not right when I say "At history" when I mean a lesson at school? And think requires "about" and not "of"...
Tomorrow exam will determine my life. And I only learned till 17th century and I know 20th century erm... not good.
Today I talked to a lot of people. I'm making some social progress. Ah, I got acquainted with a guy who sure is studious X) (I'm sorry if you ever will read this, but you are kinda like that). Though, he did not give me such an impression.
And I spent many hours (or so it seemed) with a guy I've known for a little less than a month. He paid for a part of my ice-cream. lol. When he was getting of the carriage in the underground I thought he would kiss me for a second. Haha, I know you read this X) That's ridiculous, right?
So, now it is 83+67+45+80 = 275 And it is an average. I mean I asked about 10 people today. They all have more or less but around 300.
Oh my, I want to be a student already. But I can't believe this will end tomorrow. And I always get a worse mark than I hope for. Ehems.
Damn.

Day -1

Mua-ha-ha. Believe it or not, I've seen 17 episodes of Code Geass today. Yup, yup ^__^ I have no willpower at all. My friend gave me some materials on literature and mom told me that I'm definitely going to write the composition and get a good mark for it. Everybody wants me to do it, right? But...
Well, I watched anime the whole day.
Also I read a book called "How to write a composition";
ate cheese, a lot of it;
drank hot tea (which is not common for me);
read 1,5 compositions;
wrote a plan on one theme;
got up early and slept for an hour in process of "work";
went out and ate an ice-cream.

Hm. What should I do now? Maybe I should try to work at night?
"No willpower" stage completed today.

Sadness

Today has been a sad day so far.
This Tuesday when I was going home with my friend, he said hello to one guy who was sitting next to me in the train in the underground. He looked smart, his hair was bright red, that I would have called "orange". He had lots of acnes all over his face, but he looked nice and everything... My friend told me he was a high-schooler, 11th form just like me.
He is in the reanimation right now and who knows if he will survive. THAT was sad. It is like you see the person who is sitting near you smiling to you and the next moment you don't know if he will live. Damn the basketball. Damn the accidents. Damn.