Vladimir Putin's LJ
your blood flows through my veins
Since I got rejected from Cambridge in January, my grades started slipping because I really couldn't be bothered. It was right before my exams, which didn't really help, and to top it all off I was just feeling like shit in general, which is pretty normal for me because my main talent is whining.
But to be honest, I'm in the middle of a bad bout of bronchitis which has given me time to reflect and apart from the obvious (I have no reason to complain because of how privileged I am etc), I've just sort of come to the conclusion that I'm doing okay.
I just got an offer from St. Andrews with a pretty manageable average, my teachers were very generous with their praise during the parent-teacher thing, my logo for the school Summer festival won the contest, I've got more friends than I ever did (even though sadly I don't hear from my online friends that much anymore because they're busy and I've been off the internet more) and I've reached the conclusion that in whichever direction I take with the weird-ass relationship I have with the guy I love, I'll have to learn to deal with it. I love him very much, but there's no reason to torture myself with it, because if I have to be totally honest the other reason why my grades are going down are because I spend most of my time wallowing in depression because of some bullshit love-related reason.
I'll just have to tell him I love him and hope we will remain friends.
So yeah.
Life is okay.
But to be honest, I'm in the middle of a bad bout of bronchitis which has given me time to reflect and apart from the obvious (I have no reason to complain because of how privileged I am etc), I've just sort of come to the conclusion that I'm doing okay.
I just got an offer from St. Andrews with a pretty manageable average, my teachers were very generous with their praise during the parent-teacher thing, my logo for the school Summer festival won the contest, I've got more friends than I ever did (even though sadly I don't hear from my online friends that much anymore because they're busy and I've been off the internet more) and I've reached the conclusion that in whichever direction I take with the weird-ass relationship I have with the guy I love, I'll have to learn to deal with it. I love him very much, but there's no reason to torture myself with it, because if I have to be totally honest the other reason why my grades are going down are because I spend most of my time wallowing in depression because of some bullshit love-related reason.
I'll just have to tell him I love him and hope we will remain friends.
So yeah.
Life is okay.
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