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Dear me, well, future me.
I just found this explicit website, that I'm trying, I hope that I do not forget who I am, that I get better and improve myself. Every good deed is something.
I tried cooking, but i'm laying off that for a bit.
Remember, this year will be ours, I'm old enough to choose, to listen, and to act, to differ what's right from what's wrong.
i hope to find a debate club, I will continue my research for you know what.
I don't know why, but i dont like talking about my interests to other people.
I find them embarrassing, i mean I do talk a lot but mostly about stories I heard, learned from, happened to me. not something i have personally loved, especially if it is political.
i know now why politics are important, but i still dont wanna engage in such things cause i know how stupid people can get. reddit has teached me that throughtout the hours i spend debating why 'algeria had such signs' i was so close to crashing out, you wouldnt believe me. i'll keep trying, again and again.
i hope to become a better version once again, when you see this, we're probabaly getting back to studying, but i need you to know. that last year, we made big mistakes.
-we did not revise enough. you know it, stop acting fine. nothing is fine. i dont even know if we did good or not. daily revise is essential, maybe skip a day or two, but it is important to ease off topics and not let it sink in, this year we had easy teachers, next year, there will be projects, researches and even more **** to get into.
-sleep, sleep is ******* important, i cant go to an exam with barely an hour of sleep in two days. sleep is something truly magnicifient that can do things to my mind to make it break, we've had countless break down in exams and you didnt like the feeling, so ******* stop it.
-concentrate in class, cmon dog! concentrate in the ******* class. maybe skip an hour or two once in two weeks but cmon, you learn more in class than by yourselve. and you had countless times asking for lectures and notes and then not finding it or lacking a chapter or two, and this was in every ******* subject. dont depend on anyone, be the giver, not the taker.
-hair, hair and clothes. don't depend on my mother, i have money, go buy clothes.
-i like being alone, i truly do, i'm grateful for my friends and i will be until the end of time, all of them, they helped me in one point or another, either was it with just studying, emotional advice, or just general seeking out to see me and ask about me, i have different groups i belong to, whether it be with maram, salma and eya, or houssem and fatma, or just zeineb and nour, ive had moments with each one and relied on each one of them this year, my relationship got better with a lot of them and i hope they stay in my life, because of marams and salma lesbian jokes, them being my mothers, eya being my sister, playing cards everywhere, cars, tables, late evening or early mornings, so is with houssems constant naggings about me being short and our debates about breaking bad and him just yapping about history, with zeineb and her situation at home, her stupid jokes and her constant looking for me or nour whenever she was alone, we'd spend the whole day together, how we'd save seats for each other without even talking because it's just how it is, whether i'd sit with zamanzab or nour and we will play each math session, with ayoub and kareem, we will do anything but math or work math in maths.
i'm just grateful for them and that they chose to be in my life, the fact that all of us beside nour and zeineb, know each other from 8th grade is insane, i hope we stay the same and never change. those are the ones that i do love them but mariem, zeineb in chine, alae and fatma are my ultimum favourite, the first two, we all know why, with each in his own class/school, we rarely talked but when we do, its like nothing ever changed, they are still the same kids that would steal the key to my safe, ruin my stuff. I would run after them in the whole place to return it and waste my time, instead of revising to geo or history, or how we'd go every day to buy food and ice cream even when i didnt have the money, they would treat me everyday to lunch or ice cream, that had been in the 7th grade. Still, in the 8th we all know who i met, a start with alae, i helped her much, made problems with others just as much, she had problems socialing, but with me, it got better. i know it did, i met her, we talked hours and hours, we'd always sit in that last table in the permanence or those last tables in maha's class, always talking about something, well mostly me and she would listen. she would constantly buy me gifts, every month a gift, and its not cheap and when i really got into making that one gift for her at the end of the year and she hugged me! she hates physical touch, so for her to hug me felt like winning the loterry, while it had been sucesseful from this side, and not so much from other sides........................................................
from a side, we have my class of the year, the most ******** i have met where from there, **** them all though.and from the other side the situation with "that" group. i dont have time to rant, nor do i have th energy, but the only one that i still talk to is fatima probably. i hope all the best for eya and touka but **** the other one. im grateful for all my friends. (i could have just said this btw)
-money, money, money is not a joke. as much as i need it, i dont have much of it. leave some for when there is no food, something i need. work it out, dont take all your money, everyday.
-be yourself, cause as much as you try to change people will judge and hate.
thats probably it, i can rely on myself, my sixteen birthday is near, the big 16. and i want to treat myself nice. i love everything so far and i'm quite satisfied with myself.
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