there is a darkness that is not needed


I have just recently failed my 4th math quiz of the term, proudly sitting next to it’s brothers underneath an abundance of other quiz papers that I did not pass. Shameful, but I honestly blame the teacher. I won’t complain about her again today, as I know it must bore you to streams of tears and mucus both of which is flowing out of the same canal, so I’ll shut up about that. For now *witch cackle*.

HOWEVER, the topic that I would like to chat with you guys about has a relation to the above; overworking. Stress. Worry. Whatever, they’re all related to each other one way or another, and I’m sure everybody has gone through one of them in their life – I have at least. I, and many others in my grade, are approaching the end of our high school days as the dreaded D day (dead day. get your mind out of that murky area!) a.k.a damn IGCSEs are nearing. Which equals to us students drowning in the endless ocean of revisions, notes, assignments (what is the POINT of shoving assignments to us AND telling us to start revising? What exactly do you want us to do eh teachers?), last minute tests and, the #1 supporter of them all, pressure. By teachers, peers, parents and any other adults or even fellow pupils in your life, someone will freaking make you panic and hyperventilate as you realize that *gasp* you might not be able to finish this in time AND to study for that AND to get sufficient amount of sleep. So you cram it all in, hardly taking a breather or a cup of coffee, as there are just too little time for normality anymore. 8 hours of sleep? Pfft. Last time I’ve heard of that was when I was 12.

First of, chill. Drop that pen/textbook/whatever is in your hand and step away from that form of work. Go and open some sort of music, whether it be something deliberately calming (ocean waves perhaps? Or the ol’ Beethoven’s Love Story) or one that just lifts your spirits, in a humorous or joyous way. All there is for you to do now is just take your pants off and dance with all your might while belting to your song of choice (or one of the songs above. Just keep in mind that if you do sing along to the first one, your neighbour might call the police on you as it’s chorus does not exactly have appropriate lyrics) and simultaneously chugging gallons of milk chocolate/iced coffee/tea because you can. Do this for around a quarter of an hour; after that 15 minutes are up, put your pants back on, wipe your mouth (because it is almost impossible to have drank those beverages while jumping up and down neatly. If you did though, then fantastic *thumbs up*). OR OR OR my personal favourite method of relaxation is to bake/make food, because there is nothing better than to do something that benefits your stomach + the other residents of your living quarters, and then to eat the freshly made produce straight after with a good comic book/novel on your bed.

Just take a break from that thing you were working on and take a long nap. Unwind. Take the so called ‘chill pill’ – kidding. Don’t take a chill pill because most pills that makes you feel good good are illegal; go drink a hot chocolate or something as that is calming AND legal. Win win situation.

So in conclusion;

Screw you math, I’m going home (i hope you know what i’m making a reference of)


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