Sooo today I saw my mark for French and it was a freaking 7! *-* I'm so happy. If I got this last year, I would have been pissed off because I was quite good at French, but now I suck at it. Also, I got an 8,4 and an 8 for music and I'm happy about that too. I can actually have music exams if I choose the subject, and I think I will choose it. I talked about it with my teacher, he was just kinda afraid that I prefer not to stand on stage etc. but honestly, I think it would be good for me. I think I'll just choose the subject, because I wanted it for so long. Also, my teacher now knows I want to be in a metal band. x) I know it will never happen, but I don't care. I kinda do like the thought of it anyway.
Also, I'm back to listening to Nightwish - maybe a bit too much? But... Does that even exist? I love Nightwish. Really, if I never met Dennis, I would probably be listening to songs from nowadays (you know, dubstep shit) which I don't even really like.. Okay, I don't like it at all. Or then I'd just be waiting to find the kind of music I really like. Maybe I would've been a directioner then... Gosh, I don't like them, but Joy and Anise (two girls I hang out with in the breaks at school) really love them, and I told Anise I seriously got a headache from their music. She says it's impossible, but ask my head, it's clearly not impossible. T_T And I made Joy listen to Nightwish. Woosh, I'm not alone anymore *yay*. Okay I kinda am...
And I was hyper today. It was just too bad that Anise kept staring at my scars with PE... I mean, it really annoys me, because that is exactly what I've been trying to avoid all the time. I feel so awkward, you know, I don't like the way I look: I don't like my face and I don't like my body. It's ruined. And then someone stares at my arm and then I just feel like please, stare at something else.
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