Week 2-to-1 before moving out
This is the first time I will be using this tumblr thing as that that I thought originally I will be using it. More like a journal, as something to express my skills on writing, criticizing or something.
Let’s say that this is the second month that I feel trapped inside my house, since passed all this contingence, the Swine Flu… Being honest, sure, I hated it… but, seeing the good side, it helped me passing those three subjects that I was considering lost by then (April, I mean), and that was also going to be a problem with my parents. Maybe was that talk about ‘deception’ that was in front me all the time. How was I going to fail THREE subjects that cost me a lot of work to be in a regular form? Maybe I was distracted?
Sure enough, I think I was distracted.
I was in love all the past August-December and well, I didn’t have that person that would have made me happy. The past December… through January… February… March… and then, I had to accept it: I was a month away from Finals. This guy was never going to make me special, I confessed to him, and those 3 months transition to understand that I should forget him didn’t help me either. Sad truth, but is a shame that I got into all this mess since 2007. The last thing I got something from him was that only and last hug I asked for. That warm feeling that I wanted since… a long time ago? And that was in November 2008.
And then, just the weekend of April 25th-26th, it was confirmed that the Swine Flu was going to become something epidemic, and just the Sunday in the night it was officially said: there wasn’t going to be school in that next week. Then another week passed, and once again, School was canceled. And, not only that, the government stated there wasn’t going to be school until May 11th… but suddenly, I don’t get what happens in the government of the state that I am living, that they decide ‘not, until May 18th it’s fine’ Can you believe how was the chaos ultimately with these decisions? My graduation date WAS on May 18th, and becoming more clear, the High School that I was attending was frustrated about the Final Exams application, and came with the decision of presenting the Final Exams ONLINE. ‘What? You aren’t serious are you?’ Oh, my panic. It’s dangerous doing exams IN the computer, ok, you can cheat if you have notes and everything in home, but the most worrying thing is the electricity, and of course, the Internet connection; and I only had problems on the first day (Philosophy) and in the last one (English).
Then, my graduation day came, until May 28th. I took it natural: I passed all the subjects and finally I was getting off all the pain and suffer that I had studying and doing homework. I was getting off of everything that these 3 years I had passed. I was free, at least. If you ask me, there would be little things I am going to miss from High School: teachers, little friendships, schoolworks; and there’s a LOT that I’m not going to miss. And at the final of the ceremony you would perceived me: not wanting to know about everyone else, not attending the dinner that some students organized, I just wanted that to be over. I just went to home with my mom. And that’s it. The food served in the reception was awesome… seriously… sushi? Arabian food? And those sweet and delicious desserts. I haven’t eaten anything like that before in a ceremony!
It wasn’t expected, seriously.
But I basically freed my parents too. It wasn’t part of the original plan of my studies in December. And then, my mom came with another news: there is the possibility of moving on again to my hometown in December. Isn’t that fantastic? Oh, because if I haven’t mentioned it, I am moving to another house too, for meanwhile. I will be going to be reunited with my past stuff since the last 5 years I packed them, and going to clean them… in terms of seeing what I am still going to have and what I’m decided to get off.
Where was I? Oh, yeah my moving to my hometown. Well, I am also speaking of maybe I’m not going to study my major the next semester. I was thinking since the past few weeks that it sure is a good movement… what would be worse: studying a semester here with a different program of studies than that I will be studying in my hometown, and suddenly in January I have to start all over only because of that? Oh, god. No. Then, I decided: ‘Well, what about getting a job?’ At least I would be starting to get some money from my own and I will be start using it for something more than manga volumes, and also I would be taking a course in something. I don’t know. A little more of independence is all I want to ask.
