History kicked my butt tonight. Like seriously it seems so easy to read it, but then when you have to read all that butt load of stuff AND remember every little thing too. Like certain things I remember but like other things that were so small and insignificant on paper are like little ants to me and I don't focus on them then forget it. Come exam time, I figure I'll just cry and remember as much as I possibly can. I don't hardly cry ever, like I actually thought I didn't have any tear ducts for a while, but then after last week on Monday...crying over that stupid draft, I've found myself crying over little things. Being emotional sucks sometimes, just when your emotions like want to take over your whole being and you're just like stuck in the moment or something. Yeah, it's been crazy. This weekend was great, to a certain degree, and crazy too...sorry no stories this time ha-ha. (I'm not really being a "correct writer" right now because like I said, History kicked my butt...and hard. Sorry too if I'm saying "like" a lot.)
So, sitting here knowing I haven't made any entry in a while, I guess I should say that I was beast in my essay on Wednesday. Compared to my draft (that I cried over), I actually really worked hard on getting valuable information for my essay and I think it worked out great. I walked away feeling really confident again, but not overly confident. The teacher was even slightly surprised yet pleased that I hadn't burst into tears again. That and our teacher spilled coffee on our draft papers, and he didn't give us like a grade grade kind of thing like what we get in elementary school where they correct our grammar (at least I didn't have any grade/ corrections on mine) but I'm pretty sure I would have gotten an F.
I really want to talk to someone that I've usually talked to, but it seems like all of my friends have left and they're all at one place (no literally they are). There's this annual thing that happens towards the end of May and a lot of people end up going from all over the state that I live in and we just get to hang out and chill. It's super awesome and for a whole week! I've been the past two years...but this year since I had school and everything I wasn't able to go and you have no idea how horrible this is for me. It's only the first day, and just knowing that people are there that I haven't' seen in a year is killing me. ON THE BRIGHT SIDE, I will actually get to go up for one day. One day sounds super crappy but it's actually not so bad because it will be like a constant flow of people to hang out with. When you go for the week it kind of drags there towards the end, but you're always sad when it ends and you have to go home again. I guess you can say its like camping? (But not always with tents and stuff...). So I'm pretty much counting down the days until this next weekend and hoping that I get to go still and nothing happens like...sickness, lack of transportation, or just full fledged stubborn will power from someone who actually can stop me (my dad).
Well, I hope everyone (I guess here in America) has had a good Memorial weekend, and enjoys their day off tomorrow. And for everyone else (like the people in Russia) I hope you have a good up coming week! Catch you all on the flip side (:
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