Class eleven is finally over! I got the result yesterday and I finally passed. Not good marks, but I passed. I’m officially in class twelve.
Class eleven was nightmarish. Mistakes on my part. I wasn’t very serious. I didn’t do what I could do. And yes, it was tough. So, I’ve decided for the last year of school, I’m going to put things right. I’ve got to strategize, schedule, work upon that and succeed. This year’s disaster was enough to teach me.
For starters, I’m quitting WhatsApp, Instagram and Ask. So I’ll be available only on Facebook, Wordpress and my email. I’m also planning on spending more time studying so maybe I won’t spend a lot of time here. And I may reduce watching One Tree Hill to one episode a day, though it’ll hurt a lot.
Wish me luck please people. Eight months of school are left. I want to make it the best time of my life.
It’s time for partyy. My exams have finally ended, and this marks the end (hopefully) of class 11. So, this is the only happy time I am hoping to get in the next twelve months.
I’ve got a great deal to do now. Books to read: Catch 22, Lolita, Gone Girl, 100 Years of Solitude and The Pickwick Papers. I’ve got to finish F.R.I.E.N.D.S, How I Met Your Mother and re-watch One Tree Hill. I’ve got more blog posts to do, and movies and pure pleasure. Looks like it’s going to be a great week. Well, of course I deserve it. My last week was Five Minute Week.
It was traumatic. I’m done with studies for at least an year now. My general reaction to anybody who asks me how the exams went would be
I’m loving memes, so I guess I’d be staring at the laptop all day long, looking them up. Thumbs up to this week and let’s see, who survives the result. Till then, enjoy! Adieu.