I'm witnessing time-passing at its best. Until my Summer holidays, this is what still has to happen:

1. Portuguese presentation on Tuesday;

2. Psychology test next Thursday;

3. John Mayer concert on May 21st <3;

4. History and English test the next week;

5. Miley Cyrus concert on May 29th <3;

6. Portuguese test the week after that;

7. Seven to eleven days of intense studying;

8. Portuguese exam on the 16th, English exam on the 19th, History exam on the 21st;

9. One week with my friends at the beach;

10. Find out the exam results on July 8th;

11. Apply for Universities the day after that.

Then I'm done. After all this, high school is over and I'm on holidays. Ready to - hopefully - go to Italy. I'll be in Uni *crosses fingers* two months after that. I won't be able to see the majority of the people I saw every day for three years. I'm extremely glad I decided to be brave and start high school with a clean slate, in a different school where almost everyone in my old school went to. Clean slates are an amazing feeling, and doing that for yourself, even if it's hard at first, is totally worth it.

And now for Uni, I'm not going to be the shy girl. I'm going to have fun and meet people right at the beginning so I wouldn't be the weird girl in the corner who doesn't talk to anyone. Not that I ever was like that. Not all the time, anyway, only in the beginning. Anyway, MAKING NEW FRIENDS is the key. I can't wait, but I still wish I was six again.

Bisou, bisou *

* Photograph found here.

The end of one more year

I just finished my two exams and my junior year and I'm off to my senior year in late September.

I have so many wishes for next year:

1. Have a kickass party when I turn 18;
2. Learn how to drive and have my drivers' license;
3. Finish school with a 16 grade (in a scale from 1 to 20) and graduate;
4. Get accepted in the Uni I want;
5. Spend a whole month next summer, preferably during the football World Cup, on a roadtrip with friends.

God, I'd love to do number 5. Eighteen, fresh out of high school and driving around the country (or more countries), stopping in a typical café to watch every football game, cheering with Portuguese scarves and flags on my hands before crying my eyes out when the goodbyes come rushing before Uni starts. Only five specific people are needed for this.

Next year the title will be "The end of one more milestone" due to graduation. I can't believe I'm less than one year away to turn eighteen, it's surreal. One year I'm running around my school in 5th grade shouting "We're BFFs!" followed a few days later with "I'm not your BFF anymore!" and the other I'm graduating high school. Sigh.

- Lo