I wrote gay fanfiction for my IGCSE exam

Yep, the title says it. Now I can cross it off my bucket list!
I thought I'd pick the descriptive task on the exam because I can never think of a story, but this year the topic was perfect! I literally wrote "thank you, Cambridge" on my paper. So the story that I wrote was about Dan and Phil from youtube and how Dan had a flashback (yes, examiner, I know you like those) to when he was on his way to Manchester to meet Phil. I also included a paragraph where Dan questioned his sexuality and couldn't admit to himself that he was gay. Deep. And then I described how beautiful Phil is (ah, I've lost count of all the things I compared his eyes to). At the end of the story, Dan finally has the courage to confess his love to Phil and they kiss.
At least, I didn't write smut, okay? xD
Hey, if the examiner is homophobic then too bad. It's their problem. Because you shouldn't be!! 

My first IGCSE exam

Ah... The moment when you can't tell whether that noise is coming from the construction workers nearby or is part of the music you're listening to.
So I had my first IGCSE exam yesterday and I guess I was supposed to be all nervous and stressed out but... *starts singing Mystery Skulls* I do-o-on't really give a damn yeah~
The first exam was English and it went somewhat well. I'm not going to jump to any conclusions from what I've written because I can never tell whether I got the right points in my English summaries. It's a shame that they don't really teach you English at school nowadays. Everyone just assumes that you speak English so writing articles, interviews or summaries is common knowledge. Oh well. It's a shame that such an important subject is never taught in school properly and is taken rather lightly.
My first proper exam was today and it was History. And... I was late. My laziness doesn't know boundaries. On my way to school I got hungry so I bought myself a snack and, without even looking at my watch, continued walking slowly and calmly. My teacher was outraged and I told her that I didn't have an excuse because I couldn't be bothered to make anything up about "traffic" or "public transport delay". Luckily, I never needed the ten minutes I missed and finished the paper quite early.
I actually enjoyed the exam (which I guess is weird) because HISTORY IS LIIIIIFE!!! I was sitting there, engulfed in all these historical events, debating the importance of the Depression in Hitler's rise to power and questioning appeasement like a bo$$. I used the dollar signs ironically, don't punch me! I picked questions on the Treaty of Versailles, the Cold War and Nazi Germany. Just thought I should write it down in case I forget.
Physics paper 6 was suspiciously easy. You didn't have to know the formulae! My whole life was a lie! Before the exam, Dasha and I had pizza which was amazing!
Anyway, exams are really chill. I think I've forgotten how to stress, which is a good thing. I'm going to study for tomorrow's Bio exam so bye and have a nice day!

History revision + art exam tomorrow!!!

My art exam is tomorrow!!! Wow.... Wow.... Woooowwww.....

I think this is the only year when I'm not excited for my birthday. I guess finally turning 16 is pretty cool, but eh. Gah the exam is tomorrow!!! So excited!!! 

I am not an artist

Yesterday was a good day. Lily, Tinbite, Mickael and I went shopping and went to Frenchy's birthday party in the evening. While waiting for the bus, Tinbite and I got hit on by 12-year-old boys who only knew a couple of English words and wanted our numbers. We also witnessed a person injecting herself who got arrested at the trainstation. The day was quite eventful.

I'm still very lost in terms of the art IGCSE exam. I wish I was an arty person. Maybe I shouldn't have taken Art in the first place since I will probably not get an A* in the exam. By now my brain should, in theory, be exploding with ideas, but, in reality, the only thing I did/am planning on doing is research and planning. I don't even know what to sketch or draw. I need the Ato Ato no mi!

Tinbite asked for a tag so here it is! I have created the official Tinbite tag! 

Almost done with the mocks!!!!

The mock exams are really giving me confidence! I'm so happy with my results! Eeeeee!!! *moment of happy squeeking*

Here's me during the literature exam:

We went ice skating today instead of PE and it was a lot of fun although I don't know how to skate at all. 

Got a cute owl from Edna-chan, my secret Santa!!! I love Edna-chan. And owls. 

I got inspired by all of those "Sketchbook tour" YouTube videos so I dug out my old school sketchbook that I had from Year 5 to Year 8. So much stuff! I'll make a post about it tomorrow because it's really random, funny and interesting at times. I think I'll also make a post about an old notebook from Year 6 that I also found today. It has a really touching story about Margarita and a very strange one about me and how, I quote, "I've had a hard live. People don't understand. Really...". 

Peter, I will tag you in this post mwahaha! 

Okay bye.

The day 2011 saved my life!

So I keep on going on and on about how 2011 was the best year of my life. That year really helped me out today.

Yesterday I was studying for my bio mock in the library and I did a couple of past papers. One of them was from 2011. I remembered it well because it was quite a tough one and I had to look at the mark scheme many times to check if what I wrote down made any sense. I didn't do much revision so I think I would've done very badly if something amazing hadn't happened. As soon as I got the exam booklet,  I looked at the bottom of the page to find the past paper number. It was the one from 2011!!! I knew all of the answers!!! Maybe miracles actually happen. Not really. But I was happy. 

P.S. I think I could've gotten full marks if I didn't have the memory of a gold fish

Here's a pic of me doing paper three at the library:

Mock examß

For some reason I find mock exam season (yes, it's now a separate season) inspiring so I doodle scenes from my daily life. 

This weekend Rosa and I went to this posh school for rich kids to meet some people from UAL. Although I'm not so interested in going there anymore, the workshop was a lot of fun and I got to meet new people. On our way there, Rosa and I didn't have time to get tickets so I ran outside to get them and the train left. I was stuck in the middle of nowhere for half an hour with nothing but five francs.

Seeing how big and luxurious that school was, I became even more left-wing than I already was. What kind of school needs a circus and an outside Greek amphitheatre? They had about 50 pianos (including grand pianos) and the art room had so many tools, materials and they even had a large 3D printer! It's so unfair how many talented gifted children will never have the opportunity to study in such environment just because their parents don't have enough money! 

Okay, that's enough socialism for today...

Mock exams are going okay-ish so far. 34 pages of hand written History revision have done a good job so far. Chemistry, on the other hand, was a complete disaster. Here's a doodle about my reaction to the grades I get:

Ima go sleep

Victory Day, my first IGCSE exam and I dyed my hair!!!

My new 'air!!! Do you like it? Do you? Do you? I know you do! Wait who am I talking to? Forever alone T_T (casually advertising my insta account hu hu hu)

It was Victory Day on Friday and it was one of these days that I would call "the best day of my life". I think that confidence was given to me by my new hair colour. Purple hair all the way!!! 

I saw some people wearing the Georgiy ribbon. I wish I had one too, but to make up for not having one Dasha and I were singing Russian military songs. At lunch time Rosa and I went to the piano room and were told to never come back there again because we broke a picture frame and made a lot of noise. I wasn't really worried about that because I don't have feelings, but Rosa, who has feelings, felt very guilty. I spent the rest of lunch with my nakama (the name I have given to my best friends after watching a lot of One Piece). 

After lunch I had my French IGCSE exam. It was a joke and we were allowed to leave an hour early because everyone had finished the paper in forty or so minutes.