I wasn’t that scared about the exams this week.. but now I’m starting to freak out. I don’t know how to plan out my weekend. Obviously, I won’t study for French until Wednesday because I have like 5 days in between my first 3 exams and my last exam. I can’t really study for my English 11 exam because I have to go on Monday and get my tests back from my teacher.. and I’d rather focus on English 12 and Chemistry anyway. I guess I’ll study for English 12 today and Chemistry the rest of the weekend. Then, I’ll study English 12 on Monday after my Chemistry exam. Monday & Tuesday are going to be hell because I’ll be studying for 2 English exams and I’ll have to prep. for my interview that is right after both my exams on Tuesday. Oh well, wish me luck! :|

Since I just blogged a bit, I’m just going to watch the secret life episode I missed and then write these paragraphs for French. Then.. hopefully I’ll get some exam review done for English 12/Chemistry 11. Almost done grade 11!

I mainly post text on my personal & they are all rants about my life, thoughts, and my depressing moments. My main blog is all cheery and one of those supportive ‘everyone is beautiful’ kind of blogs. 

How am I supposed to remember 4 pages of another language?! I know the first two pages pretty well.. but my brain hurts. D:

for-those-moments:

I can’t wait to leave  everyone behind in July and go live by myself for a month… well with a roommate, but at least I’ll finally be away. Such bullshit. Just leave me the fuck alone. 

One day, you’ll all regret what was said and done and at that point it’ll be too late because I’ll be gone.

for-those-moments:

I want to be one of those people who doesn’t care what others think and who can move on. I’m just not though. I always look back at what happened. I constantly think and fret over the future and the past. It’s not good, I know, but I can’t help it. No matter how much I want to be the carefree and “move past the bullshit” kind of person, I don’t think I am or ever will be that kind of person. 

I might be able to take care of myself, but that doesn’t mean I want to. I’m always the one everyone ignores.