School

Hi!

Let me introduce you to the bane of my existence: School.

I swear this demon hates me.  With a passion.  School is just... so freaking painful.

*me throughout this entire school year*

I remember my freshman year.  Easy.  And filled with such bright hope for my future.

Literally what I did.

But school, honestly, is horrible.  Sure, I love to learn.  I honestly do.  And my friends are awesome. But, let's be honest here.  School wouldn't be school without the homework, and the stress, and the drama with friends, and the seriously rude teachers, and the pressure, and the grades, and the- *takes a deep breath*

Woah, sorry.  I might have gotten a little of hand there.

What were we talking about again?

Me during school, if I'm honest.

This man is hilarious.  Thank you Tim Hawkins.

Oh, that's right.  School.  *groans*

But anyways, school really does hate me.  Right now, I only have 3 more days of school left.  But, I swear, these next 3 days of school are the most stressful, the most important, and the most hated 3 days of the year.  

Yes, you guessed it.

Exam Week.

This week literally determines whether I pass or fail my junior year.  It is the deciding factor in if I can receive a new phone, go to Hume Lake, D.C., or Palm Springs this summer, do sports, and other stuff.  It's quite stressful.  I am VERY stressed.  Now, you see, if I didn't procrastinate by exploring the internet, this week probably would not be that stressful.  

Let's be honest here.

Like one week before, I thought I was going to fail.  But then my lovely teachers decide to enter assignments from earlier and guess what I was given?

HOPE.

I really am obsessed.  *cheeky grin*

I've been praying.  My mom has been praying.  Heck, probably people I don't even know exist have been praying.  And I'm so incredibly thankful for all of those prayers.  I really am.  Cause I thought God wanted me to go to D.C. this summer and serve him.  And then this earthquake that everyone calls passing school comes along, knocks me down and buries me under enough debrief as tall as Sam Winchester himself.

Yes, I'm obsessed.  Don't judge me.

No, I'm not apologizing.  This man is amazing. 

But seriously.  I think God wants me to go to D.C., but I'm confused.

*me right now with God's decisions*

But, I will respect God's decisions, no matter what.

Bbuuuuttttt, right now...

I still love God with my heart, soul, and mind.

I love you God, but could you, please, give me a sign?

Anyways. . .

He's taken, ladies.  My best friend has him. . .  Lol.  Jk.  Or am I?

So, I should be sleeping right now, knowing that I have pulled like 3 or 4 all-nighters this past week.  Seriously, like, I have literally stayed up ALL FREAKING NIGHT LONG, and now I'm a sleep deprived woman.  I really am.

But, I got the sudden urge to blog about school, at around... like 10:30, 11 p.m., I think?

Everyone's reaction:

I don't know!!!  Geez!  I honestly write mostly at night, or when I'm at church.  Usually...  

SCHOOL!  Sorry, I just get off topic easily.

Let me give you a visual of how this year went:

Literally.  *cries*

So, basically the stress of passing this year, and the pressure of getting into college has seriously freaked me out, and now my performance level is pretty bad.  I was getting really stressed out that I wouldn't do my homework, then try to cram lots of weeks of homework within, like 1-2 weeks.  I can't thank my teachers enough for all of the extra time they've given me this year.  But, they were so freaking judgmental, let me tell you.

I swear, the entire year.

It's kinda what I told my teachers this past year.  And family.  And friends.

When anyone usually brought up the topic of my grades, I sear, this was my response.  Like, every time.

NO!  NOT GRADES!

Not talking about grades right now.  No.

And do NOT get me started on my friends and their ridiculously stupid drama.  I swear, the things that they fight over, I'm really done with them.

#donewithlife

*Whenever I try to see my friends*

And so this is why I have been distancing myself from them, because one, I know they are a bad influence on me.  Two, I get involved, and therefore, I get distracted from my work and my grades tank.  

Yes, I know.  :(

But I'm pretty sure I can pass this year.  Not with my dignity, but just enough to get rid of it.  

So, thank you God, for helping, providing and guiding me through this crazy ordeal.  

On a side note, the amount of gifs I could have used were endless!  Honestly, gifs are the best.

I love Ariel.  *starts humming Under The Sea*

Love this gif.

Well, I think I should probably cut it off here, even though I have really ranted.  A lot.  And I appreciate that you've read all the way down here.  

I love you too, Dylan.

So, thank you for reading my second blog, even though it was a rant about my life.  Sorry 'bout that.  It'll be much better next time!  By now, you're probably bored, and wondering when it will end.

Alright, time for me to go to sleep!  Night!

How I would like to exit places... Jensen Ackles is the definition of suave.

BYEEEEE!!!

She's adorable.