I am.... Emotionally dead, thank you school. The teachers have been giving us so much pressure since it's 'the last year' while some other teachers + recent alumni kept saying "chill you'll realized later that final exams don't even matter."
I had English today, it wasn't as bad. I don't want to talk about it, but what I do want to talk about is this guy in my grade that started to have a mini seizure in the middle of the exam. Honestly some people (including me) couldn't stop staring at him as the teachers tried to help him. At one point he fell down on the floor and just lied there for a couple of seconds not moving. Made a couple of people worried I swear. You know how usually when you're walking out of the exam room with your friends you constantly hear the question "so how did you go [on your exam]?", not today. All I heard was "did you see what happen to [name of guy here]?!"
I got two exams tomorrow and it's killing me because I've been studying for hours and it seems that my brain does not absorb the 'beautiful' knowledge that we're supposed to learn. My mind is filled with legislation and cases to back up my thesis, and very minimal statistics and a little bit of basic knowledge of Australian law. I completely forgot about Art until now.
How can you be smiling like that? Wait I know because you're just posing oh duck my head hurts why am I writing a blog I'd rather be emotionally dead for the next week than feel the pain of knowing that I will fail when receiving the marks back. For a little stress relief, here's a gif of the lovely ladies of Warpaint:
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