I know that people have a tendency to keep personal stories and miserable feelings out of the internet. To keep a nice and happy mask, a persona that is humorous and adventurous and a smart-ass. Because that's who they want to really be. But the coin unfortunately has two sides, and sometimes life can get tough and the only way I can express myself is through writing. As I'm writing this tears are streaming down my face and everything is blurry. Sobbing and typing don't go too well together.
Consider this post a quick catch-up call from a busy old friend who still wants to be friends and remind you about their existence. So they give you a finals survival kit to help you with any kind of exams that you'll have to tackle:
I am well aware that I've been posting about my exams like for the 110th time in a row, but it's a blog and blogs are exactly as self-centered as they seem.
Ugh. Why shall I be forced to study for a CHEMISTRY EXAM? I don't want to. I hate the teacher. I don't care about acids and mole and Avogadro. You tell me to stay focused and study for 5 whole weeks locked inside four walls? Well hear me out because I DON'T WANT TO. (keep reading it gets more interesting)
Your squirrel Rania has had a busy week this week. And one factor that made this week disturbingly busy is *drumroll* FINAL EXAMS. I took Physics on Tuesday and Algebra on Thursday, lessons which are a far cry from my favorite ones. It's just that I wholeheartedly hate these atrocities called exact sciences. Sorry equation-loving squirrels out there but literature simply seems superior to me.
I studied for Physics. I tried, put an effort, through Khan Academy and have probably scored something like a 16.8 to a 17.2 out of 20. Which is fair enough considering that throughout the year I bearly even tried.
Yes indeed I'm here posting a second day in a row. I let you down for the past year I need to make up for the absence of my vivid personality in your screens.
So today was a rather strange day for me. I was punctual, and that's rare when it comes to ballet class. I was up at 9:30, in school at 10:15 and left from there two hours later full of aches and pains. Then after spending a few hours with Leda I went to my modern class where I did better than other times in the majority of the exercises. Then I came back home took an extra long shower with background music my favorite playlist on Spotify (Upbeat + Summer Sun), and started studying Linear Motion and the rest nonsense that if I was solemnly relying on books and notes I would be screwed already. Khan Academy is my only savior.
Guess who just got a new computer and is finally freaking able to write and edit a post at a freaking logical amount of time? Your squirrel, Rania. So is that the third or the fourth post dedicated to my returning back to blogwriting? I've lost count.
Truth to be told I'm hardly the same person as the one that started this blog a year ago. Fortunately I guess... I have a slightly better taste in music, better grades, I'm kind of more dedicated to my academic responsibilities, I developed and got over (maybe) a serious crush, got through some family issues etc. but I'm here. Still here, a beating heart in my chest pumping blood and keeping me alive. Even though it might not always seem to be that obvious. So what is better than a catch-up monologue? Please pause reading here grab a cup of coffee and maybe some biscuits because this is going to be long...
Long time, no see. HOW ARE YOU GUYS DOING? Any news? *eating a cookie* HAPPY, HAPPY HALLOWEEN (better late, than never :) you literally have no clue how much I've missed typing on weebly. I don't know why, but I'm going through a really weird phase with my life. Not just the blog. In general. New school, new season, new people, new habits. Mainly good ones. Today I've finally had a proper day off. Me, cookies, YouTube, and my bed, so I was hit by a wave of guilt. Yes guilt. Every night of this past month I've been having this internal monologue where when I'd lay in bed I'd be thinking:
Rania here. I know I am quite absent from my blog. It just so happened that I'm in High School now... And I don't have a stable schedule and I must really study from day 1 but I can't really keep that organized because there's no such thing as a routine and there are tests from DAY 1 (today I had a really difficult on in ancient Greek). So I try to get used to my new school, teachers etc. Stuff is difficult this year. I must get on perfectly with school (due to my ambition/goal to get into Cambridge University), have an A/B in my English Proficiency exams (on May), get Merit/ Distinction in my Intermediate ballet exams (March) and a Merit in my Advanced 1 exams in modern (June). So squirrels I hope that you forgive me and not get that mad on me. I don't but I must prioritize what I have to do. You are a part of my everyday life and it's killing me to stop posting for so long. I'm going to try my best though.
Just going to organize shit in my life and be back asap
I love love love you!
Rania The Squirrel
Uh... I can't belieeeve it's already over. There are many people who say that are fed up and want to go back to school blah, blah, blah... I'm not one of them. This summer seemed so short. I can't believe it's over. However, it just ended, so it's time to think and try to recall everything that happened in summer of 2014 (aka my favourite summer). Obviously I want to share it with you.
Exams. Boring, excruciating exams. Surprise party to Athena. EXAMS. Awesome ballet performance. Last week of exams. Hanging out with friends. Having fun. Eating marshmellows. Watching PLL. Deciding that I want to study HSPS in Cambridge University. Getting enthusiastic about the camp! End of June.
10 days more and more anticipation for the camp. 20 days of absolut happiness and undescribable emotions with friends in the camp. End of July.
Home after all. First reunion with kids from the camp. Watching Once Upon a Time. Searching about Cambridge. Holidays with my mum and aunt to Sikinos island. 11 hour trip with a ship to Sikinos . Making friends in Sikinos. Diving from a 3m cliff into the sea (in Sikinos). Sipping tea. Lots of tea (in Sikinos of course). Vlogging (in Sikinos). Gaining a tiny bit of weight (in Sikinos). 9 hour trip back to Athens(from Sikinos). Sleeping in my own bed after 10 days. Deciding I'll absolutely go again to SIkinos island. Realising my videos are absolutely useless. Making my suitcase (for the third time in one summer). Leaving for Nea Makri. Arriving in Nea Makri the same day I came back from Sikinos. Watching TFiOS. Talking with Leda. Eating. A lot. Going out in pyjamas(with Leda of course). Meeting new friends. Bonding with old ones. "Attending" Leda's party (she had her b'day). Realising summer was just over. End of August.
Getting ill for one day (I still have a bad cough though). Meeting with a good friend after a year (I kinda missed him). Drinking 1l of milk in one day. Returning home for good. Meeting with Christina M. (and rumbling about summer). Being sad it's over. Started planning my year. Wanting so badly to freeze summer forever with all my friends, never going back to my routine, and having endless summer and fun.
Squirrels, this summer I had the time of my life. It was thrilling. It was the best of the best. Ultimately stunning. So over my expectations. I hope you had a great summer! An absolutely fabulous one... With friends and ice-creams, and lots lots of laughing. I don't want to say it because then it's gonna be real but... Have a great school year! (there I said it)
I missed you.
OOOOOH! I WAS ABOUT TO FORGET. LOOK WHAT'S ON YOUTUBE... THE CHOREOGRAPHY FROM THE CAMP THAT WON THE DANCE COMPETITION. AND I AM IN IT. ENJOY. (Well, it's the 300 Spartans and we, the girls are the Persians ;)
Rania The Squirrel