Since the 19th June 2010 I'm officially done with my A-Level and I'm very happy about this fact and it feels so good to be done with it. However, it is not over yet, because at the moment I'm on holidays. Much time to relax and to do, what I like and love. After this nice time and if everything works, I'm gonna make my 14.grade and then I'm finally done, at least at this or my current school. The 14.grade is just something additional, but I'm that kind of a guy, once I started something, I do it until it is done and I don't stop during the progress or process. Anyway, I'm relaxing my nerves and enjoy my life!
I just wished that the 19th June had been a better day, because I thought it would be a good day, but I didn't feel good when I went there. At home, I already got strange feelings, that this wouldn't be a wise decision to go there and later on this day, it was confirmed. Everything started pretty well, we all got our A-Level report and after that we talked a lot, but then suddenly, everything went down. The ambient transformed into a nightmare for me.
I've been never interested in smoking and drinking and on that day, people started very soon with this crap. I really can't stand this stuff, never! I never smoked or drunk any alcohol and somehow I'm anti. Even by the smell of those things, I already get fucking headache and that fucks up my mood. This shit happened on the 19th June, so I decided to go home after I got my A-Level report. I just waited for a moment, when everybody was busy or made something else and then I disappeared. Nobody noticed that I wasn't there anymore and that's even good. I just wanted to go home. My head danced samba and my nerves were almost ruined. At home, I tried to relax, but it didn't work. At 8:00pm, I went to bed and slept until 11:00am. Wonderful isn't it? The only good thing about that day was, that I got my A-Level report, but the rest was pure bullshit. Anyway, this case shows just another time, that I'm not a party guy or something similar. I prefer more good ambient and nice people and not that disco boggo shit or whatever they call it.
Luckily, I'm done with it and I don't mind about it anymore. My parents were pretty happy about my decision, that I wanted home and get away from this crap, because they knew it would turn out that way. Oh well, just another experience for me and my life.
The shit is over and now I'm in the nice time. The good thing is, that when I'm done with my 14.grade, we don't make such a party thing again, just something normal in a small community or group.
Anyway, now it is party time at home again! Let's rock!!!