Summer is over, batchillerat begins a new stage of my life, the beginning of an end. I only hope that all the hard work I'm doing something I take in the future.
I'm one step within the university and primária think when the word "university" was so far away ... I come forward, and looking forward to getting my degree and move on, but honestly what more panicked me is the terrible, vast, useless Research Working endless bitter me my summer!
The hardest subject for my in batchillerat is clearly the damn maths, they only complicate my the life, I hate maths infinitely! But I need maths for my future and I acepted this only for this.