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!

Fifty Shades of Physics and Skype

So, the other day, I tried to revise for the Physics IGCSE exam. I tried.

Yasmin and I went to see "Fifty Shades of Grey" and it was bad at the least. Don't go see it. Seriously, don't. The only good things about the film are the soundtrack and the awesome helicopter scene. (Who wouldn't want a helicopter date?) There was no plot. It was just an abusive relationship that didn't make any sense.

I was so happy to see Yasmin again. Sometimes I wish I had more friends like her since she is just awesome ^_^ Even though we barely see each other these days (the last time I saw her was during the summer), I feel like it is amazing to have a best friend.

Also, I love long Skype calls. Vasjok and I can talk on Skype for ages. I was thinking that it would be cool to, maybe, when we are both uni students, live together for a year or a couple of months. 

I can't wait for school to be over. Next year I will (probably) go to an ordinary Swiss state college and that is not very exciting. I wanted to do A-levels and only have 4 subjects to study, but life never gives you what you want to have, does it?

The mysterious envelope

So I was getting rid of my old notebooks the other day and I discovered a lot of this:

Aw notes from 6th Grade. Uh I hated that class so much! All we did was copy things the teacher wrote on the board. #frenchschool

7th Grade physics taught me how to draw pencils and sugar cubes

Other people did the industrial revolution, colonisation... All I did was copy what the teacher wrote on the board about the Roman art.

My notes were so neat!

So neat...

So neat.......

I drew snakes before it was cool!

Colour coded notes wow

I was so into Geography!

Aw so cute!!!
Now all I do in French class is write essays about environmental problems and immigrants.

I found this folder where I used to keep all the work sheets I got in class. Now I just blindly shove them in my bag. I was so organised before!

I screamed when I found this photo printed out on an A4 piece of paper. The worrying thing is that you can find this photo on my blog. *cringes* 

The time I actually got good grades in German

I was so modest 

At least, the world should be thankful to me for the amount of paper I recycled hahaha

Everything was fun and games until I found something very very very intriguing and mysterious. THIS STRANGE ENVELOPE! 

I don't remember where it is from. It says that I have to open it on the 15th of April 2022. Tun tun tunnnn!

International day!!!

Today is International Day. I don't know if you guys have it or if it's just a tradition in our school, but I'll explain what it is anyways. On International day we celebrate the different nationalities and cultures of our school. You can dress in your national costume or something from your country. (Teachers always too.)
We had French first period. Mme Farcy had this Colombian costume. Now I have no idea where she comes from. She wore a Colombian costume, speaks perfect Russian and teaches us French. Well... We had Music (a very very very boring subject) next and History. Mme Roussel wore this asian-looking-made-out-of-silk costume with her hair tied back into a bun. Nothing happened in Physics (as usual).
At the beginning of lunch everyone had to go to homeroom while all the dancers had to go practise. I was nervous for my solo piece, but I was sure I was going to do well. We were given out these gross red shirts (the other group got lovely white ones!) and had to change into our sports shorts (the others were given cute red ones!). All of us arrived to the Concha before the others. There were many stands with food from different countries. They had boiled apples and hot berry juice at the Russian store. I tried it all and recommended it to my friends.
As the show started I became less nervous. Our group dance was 10th but it didn't seem like a long time. When we out to the grass area that was assigned to be our "stage" I realised that it didn't seems like a performance at all. I felt like I was just dancing to myself with a group of friends around me. Niko (the only dude in our dance class and the whole CDL dance team) was so embarrassed. The T-shirt we were all given looked funny on him. The boys were cheering for him.
My solo dance piece was 20th. I changed into my dress and waited for my turn. There were so many people at the Concha now. The teachers all looked very funny in their dresses. Especially the two German teachers: Frau Weinz and Frau Lemacher. They had colourful dresses and aprons and Frau Weinz had braids in her hair (lol!). The funniest thing was the sponge-throwing game (how else can I explain it?). For a certain amount of money you got to throw a sponge at your teacher. There were Mr Pitchford, Mr Wilshurst, M Perron (!!!!) and Mme Roussel (I'm so ashamed I didn't get a turn to throw a sponge at her!). They actually enjoyed themselves (well... all of them except for Mr Pitchford).
Soon it was my turn. And again it didn't feel like it was performance. I just went on the "stage" and started dancing. I didn't smile a lot, though because the song I was dancing to wasn't really made for people to smile at. People cheered for me (you should have heard Yaz. She shouted like crazy, "GO SONYA!!!!). I wasn't scared because the people in the audience were all my friends or at least the people I knew. Yasmin and Franny were filming me. I'm sure I did very well because many people were congratulating me after.
So that was International Day! Tomorrow it's gona be crazy day!

My schedule

This is my school schedule.
Maths class is quite fun. Miss Dixon explaines everything so well! I just work like a machine, automatically calculating stuff in my head, writing down numbers as quick as possible. I don't feel tired or interested. I can only feel my brain working.
French class is the weirdest class ever. Especially for Nimsay, who, all of a sudden, starts shouting out random stuff and makes pig noises. I just sit there, trying not to crack up laughing, feeling Mme Farcy's eyes at me. She never says anything about me, it's all about Nimsay, who can't help herself saying "Mwahahaha! Swastika!"
History and Geo are all the same. Mme Roussel walks in with her Adidas bag, a blue beret, a green jacket and jeans and starts talking in her high tone voice. She writes a lot of stuff on the board, underlining, circling, putting arrows and crosses. All that stuff just makes us confused. First she tells us to leave all our books in our lockers, but then she tells us that we have to carry them in our bags all the time. She says that french girls are not hot, but sexy. She talks about pop quizzes, extra credits and projects and can't shut up about music. Are we doing any geo or his? Yes, we do.
English is either quiet and calm or very loud and noisy. We do our work (like book portfolios, wordly wise, grammar worksheets), hearing Missis Manchala shouting out "You're doing the minimum to get by!" "Think outside the box!" "Take that pervergence out of my class! You have a sick mind!" "Put yourself in his/her shoes!" "I'm not illiterate!" "Do not defy me!"
Biology is my favourite subject. With Mme Jaquer we talk about the way our body works. Everyone just sits there with their mouth open. Nobody is ever bored. We're not afraid to say something that would be called pervergence in Missis Manchala's class. It's all very interesting and fun.
Physics is the opposite nobody knows what to do. M Dalache does nothing, so we do nothing.
German class is torture. It's very hot and I can't concentrate. I understand every word Frau  Dolbert says, but I forget it after I hear it. I try to concentrate, but I can't. I love German as a language, but I hate it as a class.
I'm not going to talk about Dance, Music, Arts & Crafts, Art and CSL because it's not that interesting.
So these are the subjects I have at school. What about you?