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.

I need people!

Sometimes I think that I'm becoming an extrovert. Kind of. I sometimes have this urge to be around people and talk and laugh and be social. I guess it's an age thing and not really the process of becoming extroverted. I think I still "gain energy" from being alone, like an introvert, but being around people has suddenly become more appealing than ever before. (Did that sentence make sense?)

The thing I fear the most is that this year is a lot like 7th grade. I have this urge to talk to people, but I have no one to talk to. I do have a few good friends who are always there for me, but I'm lonely. 

I'm lost.

I don't want to spend lunches alone in the library, read fat philosophy books and make notes about the mysterious human nature like I did in 7th grade. I don't want to create any sort of fantasy world and ignore reality and the people around me, overwhelmed with strange deep thoughts that I can not share with anyone. I want to meet new people, learn from them and, simply, have a different exciting life outside school.

Is anyone as desperate as me to hang out with people and just... talk?

I guess there are some people at my school who I'm interested in, but I can't approach them due to various things. Or maybe that's what I think and nothing really serious has happened between us.

After all, I'm being selfish. And weak. I can continue on my own. 

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!

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

Nyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh

This.

This.

THIS HAPPENED!!!!

Now if you'll excuse me as I proceed to squeal like a white tumblr fangirl. 

*takes deep breath* NYAAAAAAAAAA

I'm so happy Elleanor finally got my parcel!!! I'm probably going to brag about it to my friends at school tomorrow. 

Best. Day. Ever.

Elleanor is amazing by the way! I love her!!! 

Words

I translated my blog into Russian today and had a good laugh. 

My old posts are so embarrassing though. Way too embarrassing. I'll obviously delete them. Some day.

Drew this thing yesterday. Because school uniforms are cute.

Some things just won't leave my mind. Maybe I care too much. Maybe that's how much I'm supposed to care for things. 

I'm thinking of getting dreadlocks some time soon. Ikeda Hikari has a bad influence on me.