My exam week rant
I hate this constant feeling of choking, the feeling that i’m barely making it. I haven’t done anything but study all week. It feels like it’s coming to an end, but I know I will be studying my ass off for AP Art History tomorrow…and the AP Biology exam tomorrow is just a lost cause. I feel like i’ve gotten an A on every exam so far, but there is no way to be sure. I almost wonder what would happen if I was just one of those kids who didn’t care. I almost wish I was, because then this week would just be like last week, but better because I got out early. Or maybe if I did bad things. Maybe if I smoked weed or something and got rid of my anxiety…but no i’m doing things the hard way. I’m toughing life out sober. I’m not cheating on any exams, i’m studying for seven to eight hours every night. I wish I was a bad kid, who didn’t care about college or school in general. I wish I cared about my clothes, my hair, what concerts i’m going to, but I lose more of that everyday. Anxiety always asks for more…and so does this screwed up school system.
Listen to Obama! Teach with creativity not to the test! Then I wouldn’t have to memorize 200 things just to look good on an application a year from now.
