A sweet sorrow is the call tomorrow

School was pretty stressful. We had like, four quizzes in a row this afternoon and I think I did pretty well on them except for Trigonometry. I hate it when teachers re-word word problems, it’s so confusing. Oh well, there’s always the final exam. Sometimes I do lousy on the quizzes in Trigo but then I end up getting a higher score than I expected during the exam.

My sister and I are counting down the days till the end of the school year. Four more days to go! Tomorrow will be my last school day as a junior, and after that I’ll be having my first day of finals. Damn, the year went by fast. The first day of school seemed like it happened only a couple of weeks ago. I clearly remember the first thing I did the moment I stepped out of that car–I checked the list of students to see which section I belonged to and who my classmates would be. Remembering that is something cos I usually forget small events like that. Not that I’m sorry to end my third year of high school. It hasn’t been a good year–I was more sad than happy, not to mention that my social life went a bit down and that my non-existent love life still remains non-existent. I guess 15 has been the peak of my teenage angst; maybe when I turn 16 I’ll outgrow all my moodswings.

Well, I need to catch up on some sleep. Good night!