It is November again. Term One of Grade Ten is already over. There is no time for me to yell anymore. I originally planned to yell about how school has just started and how everything is unnecessary. Well I’m here now.
Time makes me mad. Time makes me sad. It makes me sad most of the time. Why is it that time goes on? Why can’t it slow down and wait for me? I can’t seem to hold on to what is going on. Everything at school seems so temporary. Whatever happens, only lasts for a little while and then we all move on. We linger on each chapter for 2 to 3 weeks and then we flip the page.
Studying is difficult. I shove all the information into my notebook (and hopefully my brain) and then show up to school the next day and face the test paper with an empty head. The moment I look down on the paper and closer at the questions the evening before’s study session flows in and I fill in the answers. I don’t know how I do it but — “WOW GLORIA YOU GOT AN A! OF COURSE, YOU DID; YOU’RE SMART!!”
Can I leave now?
It appears that I have become more… mopey compared to the last time I wrote. Is it because I learned a lot in English this year? The only thing I haven’t gotten down properly is the formation of proper sentences. And the depth of writing that is usually required for assignments. I have lots more to work on. Like a lot.
Well then, until next time! Hopefully next time I write about more entertaining happenings. Goodnight!