DONE with the math hell!

Oh what a beautiful morning,

Oh what a beautiful day

Oh what a beautiful morning

Everything is going my way

Lisa Mitchell

(Except when I find out that I got a D...)

I SURVIVED. I answered everything, only guessed a few, I didn’t panic even though I forgot some fairly important sheets and I’m still in a good mood. I’m happy actually, because this means that my school year is kind over. No maths anymore anyways ;) And NO CHANCE on oral exam! Yes that’s what I say. The weather is lovely, even a bit hot, and I’m arguing with myself if I should go swimming or go cell phone-and-sunglasses shopping... Dinner first!

But, you know what, when I got at school I realized that I was dressed for a funeral. All my clothes were black. And I usually consider myself colourful, but apparently my math demons made me forget my coloured clothes that actually DO exist in my closet. Seriously all the clothes that I was wearing were black. Even (I shouldn’t say this on the internet, when I’m rich and famous it will hunt me, but, yeah, whatever) my underwear. I felt like one of those people who only dress in black because they believe it makes them look slimmer. Bull shit according to me, you should dress to your shape. Tomorrow I’m wearing my bright pink Spongebob shirt.

BTW: This old(er) lady that was sitting behind me as a ''guard'' (She didn't know a thing and looked confused the whole time, I bet I could've Facebooked without her knowing it :P) told me that she found my hair so pretty and that she wished she had such hair. I smiled and thanked her. I of course didn't tell her that I considered showering this morning because my hair was getting greasy or that I was cursing my never-listening lockes when I pinned them to my head right before I got out the door. That my secret. Shhhh.