Wednesday, May 28, 2014
I imagine this scene : I enter in the exam room for my oral test , I sit on the chair and when I want to speak , I don't say nothing , but I try and I fail my very first english exam..
It seens horible and more than this : my mom wants a 100 points score . Without it she says I can't come home . Can you believe it ???
I AM SO SCARED . I hope I pass for my sake :(((
Thursday, May 22, 2014
This all I could get for you people , but don't worry the rest is just about to come... :)
Thursday, May 15, 2014
A stinky Test
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Let's start by introducting myself.
Hi my name is Alex and this is my story . I live in a small town in Romania . Probably you didn't heard of it , but it's called Satu Mare and I still can't get used to school , I mean I am different, don't like sports , I am not burning things or making fun of others , I am just me : the black sheep of the class.
So probably gonna skip the boring details about my normal life and just pass to my social life . Starting september I've been preparing for an exam ,but I am not good at math . Simply can't get it. I always used to say:
"I am an artist !I am not made for math and I can feel it .", but here I am, studying ! well sort of.
I am taking math classes , romanian , english and drawing classes , almost every day , so I just feel like someone tried to make me to get too much information for a simple brain .
I go to Grigore Moisil a really good school around these parts, but I have only one objection : my classmattes. I will tell you a few names that get told a lot in our class , more like clowns or jokers: Brendli David , Cristea Tudor and Sebastian Cot. This are the problem makers , but who could forget Catalin Epuran , like a bunny if you ask me. Trust me , he may seen small , but he has a way of talking so nasty , it just gives me headaches each time I hear him.
Ok ,but about today I don't have too much to tell , no secrets . Starting with Cristea is a big problem for me , I mean just this month he threw three things of mine . I bet in the garbage can,but he said he threw them around the class . He's such a patological liar, this is such a slice of truth and Brendli ... just a big bad meanie. He tells every-day how I am and how he sees me like a spot on his little life of his . Just the worst boys around . He keeps bragging on about how I'll never get to be a designer , but hey , it could happen .
Untill now this is as much as I could writte for now , but get ready the next time I come prepared with terible things happening around the school, but all in a strong connection with my own life , so be prepared.
(WHEN I HAVE TIME I WILL UPLOAD SOME PICTURES)
