IGCSE results gahhhhh!!

So I got my IGCSE results back today. Holy crappu! Didn't expect any of that. You know how I always go on about how much I hate Literature and how it's useless and all that... I spent the whole of Year 11 doing nothing in that class. Absolutely nothing. I would message Dasha, draw on my desk, stare into space. I only handed in one essay throughout the entire year and guess what?! 91%!!! What? How?
History A* was expected. I have a shrine dedicated to that subject, after all.
A for Art! What? I was aiming for like a C. Maybe a B. 86% wow!
Another pleasant surprise 68% in French! I passed! Okay, that might sound a bit pathetic, but my French grammar is awful, I can't speak it, it's my 3rd language and the exam was for native speakers. I'm so happy! <3
Now this is what shocked me the most. I got an A in Chemistry! And not just an A, an 89% A! What? I couldn't remember my ion analysis on the actual day of the exam. What sorcery is this?
Also, surprise! I didn't fail Physics! I got a B yesss! I don't even know how. I remember the day before the exam, Dasha and I tried to learn the formulae and I barely knew them. I read about the Gulags during that class! How did I get a B?
Maths didn't really surprise me.
Biology. Eh. I thought I'd get a B, but I got an A.
My highest was German. That exam was a joke.
Okay, now English language. Oh my... Basically, I wrote gay fanfiction for that exam. Gay fanfiction. That's my life achievement, okay? Like I'll put that on my CV or whatever. I can just imagine the examiner correcting my work like woah the way she compared his eyes to the blue sky is so creative dat metaphor, oh wait...They're kissing! No that's a sin! 0/10! Who am I kidding? My writing was probably bad xD But a B isn't that bad so I'm satisfied.
Moral of the story: don't take your exams seriously! ^_^ I gave up on studying and fooled around with my friends a lot, but didn't fail any of them. Also, I will never forgive the people who chose exam studying over hanging out with me. <3

I'm trash. My secret account has 400 followers now. What even? Also, I posted this pic on tumblr and it got 200 notes 0.0

Title?

So I've been studying Economics, Law and French Literature. It's going well I guess.
Started writing again, which is kind of relaxing.
Anything else?
Nah...

Suddenly, he can distinguish the familiar essence of words. They speak out of the screen with the sound of crunchy autumn leaves and the smell of fresh spring sunshine. They feel like the piercing January snow, which burns ungloved hands with the fire of coldness. They smell like morning-flavoured conditioned air and the sound of a crow’s call. They shine out of the damp-coloured darkness with the light of hope. They stand out like a peculiar-shaped purple ink blob on the boring-lined schoolbook. They are happiness. 

Oh god

Guys, guys... I now have a tumblr. Hell froze over. I have a tumblr. And not just any tumblr. A tumblr fan page. First I started writing fanfiction, now this. Someone save me. I disgust myself. I'm trash. Yeah idek...

Top 5 Books to Read

1Q84 Haruki Murakami 

To be honest, I could’ve never imagined that I would finish this 900 page novel. I remember I was at the book store with a friend and picked up 1Q84 because it was the biggest book on the shelf. Jokingly, I said that I would never be able to even get half way through it and wouldn’t expect anyone to finish it all. But, as soon as I read the first sentence, I knew that I would not be able to put it down. Why? Because Murakami is a genius. I don’t know how he does that, but the book is written in such a way that you are drawn in by its first words and can’t stop yourself from turning the pages until you reach the last sentence. The language is in no way flowery or beautiful, but its straight-forward realism gives you such a vivid description of the setting and the characters that, by the end of the book, you feel like you know them personally.

Summary: 1Q84 follows the lives of Aomame, a fitness instructor, who kills unfaithful and violent men in revenge, and Tengo, who works as a mathematics teacher at a local cram school, while writing fiction in his free time. Although very different, their destinies are intertwined in the surreal world they both end up in.

The novel doesn’t have the typical “introduction-climax-resolution” structure, but is rather like a jigsaw puzzle, in which you can’t see the complete picture, until the last piece is put into place. In other words, as you read the story, it seems like a 900-page piece of description with barely any action, until you get to the last chapter and realise that everything has reached a conclusion.

Would I recommend the book? Definitely! 1Q84 (surprisingly) doesn’t force any kind of message on you. It doesn’t have the “moral of the story” and doesn’t leave you thinking. At least, that’s what I felt after I finished it. However, it did teach me a couple of things about writing and how you can structure a piece of writing in an alternative way. (It also taught me how depressing being an adult is.)

Side note: this was the only Murakami book I’ve read, so I can’t compare it to his other work. According to many internet reviews, this isn’t his best work, but, hey, I enjoyed it.

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