What's up guys, well, on Sunday, I took the test for a school I've been interested in for months. I spent weeks studying like crazy for this test, and in the end, I didn't get the grade I wanted, but I still don't know if I passed. Well, it may seem confusing, but anyway, it's like I said, I'm not very hopeful about passing, which sucks, I'm afraid I'll have to go back to the school I mentioned in my previous blog...
During this pre- and post-exam period, some things upset me and my best friend. In our group, none of our other friends wished us good luck or asked us how we were doing or how the exam went, even though they knew we had been looking forward to this school for a long time. We were a little sad, like, if they were changing schools, we would be worried about them, but... ... it doesn't seem to be mutual, which is embarrassing because we considered ourselves family... (okay that was akward)
and along with the pressure to pass the exam, it's just too much to handle. I just hope that my friend and I deserve good things too.
Damn, I think I'm talking too much, but everything is chaos yk: family, my weight and appearance, my skills... everything I used to be confident about (except my family) is f*cking everything up.
Well, I'm just surviving honestly, I thought I'd come back with interesting reflections and topics, but I had to get this off my chest, sorry.
Living a freaking “Runaway” by Jack Stauber, stream it, it's a banger. :)
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