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Well...Haven't written this week. Uhm...I really don't know how to express what I feel. It's quite a storm in my heart right now. But I'm gonna try and put it in an order.
1. I've graduated!
I can't believe it. It's like a dream, like any school year ending. I can't really realize that next fall I won't return to my beloved highschool (of which I've been disappointed, but I am talking of teachers here), look for my classmates in the crowded school yard, ask them how they have been during summer. Instead, I will enter the med school yard, look shyly around and hope to get integrated as soon as possible.
Where have 4 years gone? When have 12 school years passed? It's like a dream...from 1st grade, when I was a little 7 year old, from the 5th grade, when I had to get used to having different teachers...then, the exams to enter highschool, in the summer of 2005. Now, other exams...most important so far in my life.
We had a little show at our school, in which every 12th grade class presented a little thingy. I think ours could have been better, but it was ok.
that's our class. :)
that's how we entered, on "We will rock you". xD The white, rectangular thingy is a karton piece on which we've written "12B 2005~2009 ". ;_;
and a graduated girl...xD
with family. From left to right: the annoying granny, me, the goond granny and mom.
I never told Silviu that I liked him. But, it wouldn't have been of any use anyway. I'm glad I met him and that's it.
2. I have exams in one week!!! :|
Somebody help meee!!! Next Monday I start the exams. First off is an oral examination in romanian, which should go fine. I've done a lot of practice. Then, the same evening it's Tarja's gig. Can't miss it. Gotta relax my brain. xD I have one day off, after which I have oral examination in French. Then, on Friday, it's the romanian written exam. :| With a bit of luck, I'm gonna do it. Then, Tuesday(the second week) I have maths ( BLEH! KH!!! BOOO!!! >_>) written, to which I will survive as well. Then, Thursday I have biology written, which will be piece of cake and on Friday, finally, english written. That one should go great as well. Of course, until I get the results on Sunday, meaning my birthday exactly, I will die of impatience, bite my nails and will not be able to sleep, thinking whether I passed or not. After finding out, I'll be able to enjoy my birthday, by going with Alex and Octav to the Manowar gig. Heh...\m/
3. I still like him
Yes, I still like Octav, even though he clearly told me he doesn't feel attracted to me...physically. Horrible. I should have kicked him in his balls the very first moment I saw him again, but...I've got no balls either! >_> Still, yesterday we all met again and I managed to show a little bit of coolness and seem reserved towards him. Or show that i don't care. Anymore. But deep inside, I'm dying of annoyance. Dunno why, we wouldn't have fit anyway, but I keep liking him. We're going to see Nightwish together. Hurray...I honestly don't know what I'm hoping for, but certainly there's some glitter of hope in there. >_< Fool!
That's mostly it! Going now to repeat some maths theory...*wants to puke*
1. I've graduated!
I can't believe it. It's like a dream, like any school year ending. I can't really realize that next fall I won't return to my beloved highschool (of which I've been disappointed, but I am talking of teachers here), look for my classmates in the crowded school yard, ask them how they have been during summer. Instead, I will enter the med school yard, look shyly around and hope to get integrated as soon as possible.
Where have 4 years gone? When have 12 school years passed? It's like a dream...from 1st grade, when I was a little 7 year old, from the 5th grade, when I had to get used to having different teachers...then, the exams to enter highschool, in the summer of 2005. Now, other exams...most important so far in my life.
We had a little show at our school, in which every 12th grade class presented a little thingy. I think ours could have been better, but it was ok.
that's our class. :)
that's how we entered, on "We will rock you". xD The white, rectangular thingy is a karton piece on which we've written "12B 2005~2009 ". ;_;
and a graduated girl...xD
with family. From left to right: the annoying granny, me, the goond granny and mom.
I never told Silviu that I liked him. But, it wouldn't have been of any use anyway. I'm glad I met him and that's it.
2. I have exams in one week!!! :|
Somebody help meee!!! Next Monday I start the exams. First off is an oral examination in romanian, which should go fine. I've done a lot of practice. Then, the same evening it's Tarja's gig. Can't miss it. Gotta relax my brain. xD I have one day off, after which I have oral examination in French. Then, on Friday, it's the romanian written exam. :| With a bit of luck, I'm gonna do it. Then, Tuesday(the second week) I have maths ( BLEH! KH!!! BOOO!!! >_>) written, to which I will survive as well. Then, Thursday I have biology written, which will be piece of cake and on Friday, finally, english written. That one should go great as well. Of course, until I get the results on Sunday, meaning my birthday exactly, I will die of impatience, bite my nails and will not be able to sleep, thinking whether I passed or not. After finding out, I'll be able to enjoy my birthday, by going with Alex and Octav to the Manowar gig. Heh...\m/
3. I still like him
Yes, I still like Octav, even though he clearly told me he doesn't feel attracted to me...physically. Horrible. I should have kicked him in his balls the very first moment I saw him again, but...I've got no balls either! >_> Still, yesterday we all met again and I managed to show a little bit of coolness and seem reserved towards him. Or show that i don't care. Anymore. But deep inside, I'm dying of annoyance. Dunno why, we wouldn't have fit anyway, but I keep liking him. We're going to see Nightwish together. Hurray...I honestly don't know what I'm hoping for, but certainly there's some glitter of hope in there. >_< Fool!
That's mostly it! Going now to repeat some maths theory...*wants to puke*