Ana Pires 2.0

I turned 18 today!

I can now freely enter nightclubs (right…), see YouTube videos that are marked inappropriate (without having to use bugmenot.com that is), shop online (gasp!, and oh!, and so cute!), go to jail, etc.

But of course, the actually birthday and preparations didn’t go as I wanted them to. Of course.

Two days away from the big day, while having my nails done, I pass out. In the middle of my manicure, on the salon. After a wonderful day spent with my mother. It started as “hmm, I’m tired”, then “hmmm, it’s kind of hot here”, and finally “mom, I’m feeling a bit-”. I don’t remember actually passing out. I called my mother over, who was sitting on a chair reading a magazine and, that’s it. I do remember waking up lain on the floor with around ten people surrounding me though.

And then came the firemen, and the hospital, and the needles…

I had a class dinner yesterday. All my friends, my teachers… And I end up not going. I feel bad for missing it, but I wasn’t feeling well, and I was feeling sad already. I’d be leaving right after the dinner too, while my friends were all going out, so I guess no one lost much. I stayed home, sleeping. Like today.

And today. The cake. I had some. And then I had some more. All I have to say about it is that, cookies + coffee + mixing it all up until cake is made = orgasm.

The cake!

Four in the morning, and I can’t sleep. After two calming pills. This comes from the the last couple of weeks, because of the final exams I had. Too many sleepless nights.

Studying at night can actually be nice. No one comes to your room to ask you for something or simply to annoy you, since everyone’s sleeping. There are absolutely no background noises, like TVs or vacuum cleaners from the neighbors, just total silence. Still concerning the TV, there’s nothing interesting on, so you don’t get distracted as much. And then there’s the extra time, which is very, very useful. You can take your time doing what you have to do, because you have it. It’s like an extra day in the week.

And in the morning, as in, 5 or 6 AM, the birds. It’s kind of silly, but the birds singing, with virtually no cars or people making noise that suppress their singing, is just… Enough to make me happy for the day.

At around 2PM my head starts hurting though. And coffee doesn’t help much at that stage. And so I eventually fall asleep, waking up just in time for dinner. By night, I’m not sleepy again. It’s a cycle.

School’s over at least. Until the 6th of July. Then, I get my grades and decide if I want to remake any exam or not. And then I have to decide on a course and university. So I can rest until the 6th, then everything will go crazy again.

And guess what? I’m turning 18 on the 28th. I’ll be able to go to jail and use a debit card and… that’s it. Last year I didn’t celebrate my birthday, I’m not so sure I will this one. I don’t know why, I always end up getting sad. So I’ll probably end up staying inside, playing Neopets or something equally silly in my pajamas. I don’t know.

It’s very dark outside, and I can’t hear any birds yet.
I think I’ll be going to bed.

So, the final week of school has arrived. It sounds better than it really is though. The final exams, the ones which determine whether we enter university or not, start on the 18th, and I have four to make. And the final evaluations… This is when teachers discuss with their students the grades they’ll get at the end of the semester, and really, I’m usually fine with it, but today’s AP class just killed me.

You remember me mentioning the L1′ve show, the one which was organized on those classes. I wrote two posts [1] [2] about it, and I was pretty satisfied with it. Pretty satisfied meaning completely enthusiastic and cheerful and happy.

Well, the teacher decided not to give the maximum grade to everyone like it had been discussed before. Everyone being nine people. Who all worked their asses off to make the show happen. We were all pretty close to the 20, the maximum grade. Me, I’m getting a 19. But it’s not even about the grade anymore… I was so happy on how things turned out with the show, and so convinced she’d give a 20 to everyone. I’m just really disappointed I guess.

I don’t want to hold a grudge against people I probably won’t be seeing anymore after this year too, so… I’m still not happy, but I’m letting it go.

I’m sorry about the rambling, but my blog is my best friend, and if I don’t lash out here, I don’t know where else.

Still on the subject, but on a happier side, a family picture of the class, on the L1′ve Show!

Aren’t we all so pretty?
And our logo, isn’t it pretty too?
And our shirts?
And…

Okay, I’m done.