So many events have occurred in a limited time span (no more than one month, to tell the truth) that I wonder just how I've managed to walk through it all with my sanity still relatively intact (not counting the crippling stress caused by the high-school graduation exams, of course). From the festive atmosphere of the Pride Parade -- the very first opportunity to walk with my head held high under the sun, fear and deeply-ingrained sense of shame banished, at least for a few blessed hours -- to the sobriety of the graduation ceremony, under the soothing notes of Gaudeamus Igitur, it was all almost too much to handle. In a few years, I believe that the only things that I will be able to recall of this month will be the scattered fragments of a colorful kaleidoscope.

If I were to expand upon each event separately, this journal entry would certainly reach the size of a small novella, reason for which I will contend myself with only bringing up the now infamous Romanian Baccalaureate exam -- infamous not due to its stringency, but due to the fact that each year brings with it progressively better methods of cheating, to the ire of those of us who actually bother to open the bloody books and learn until the onset of mental exhaustion.

Disregarding the entire scandal that has exploded during the past few days around here (including a particularly uncouth journalist, who claimed that no true values presented themselves during these exams, aside from tricksters and nerds -- an article which only served to worsen my already foul mood), there was very little that surprised me -- from hefty bribes to hands-free sets, it was all the same as always. To be perfectly honest, hearing about the confiscation of 34 mobile phones from a class of 15 students made me wonder why the hell I even bothered to struggle tooth and nail for my scores...

Still, in the end, it turned out good enough, I suppose -- a general score of 9.50 (out of a possible 10.00) is something of an achievement (especially so since, before learning of the results, I was utterly terrified that I had failed at one of the subjects). That which gives this moment a sour flavor, however, is the fact that a great deal of higher scores were obtained through dishonesty and falseness, something which doesn't sit well with me simply because I have driven myself near to the point of utter mental exhaustion with studying, whilst others have relied on money or cheap cunning to win.

Thank gods for the blessing that is Roleplay, though.... if I had not had something to bring a smile to my face now and then, I would have surely succumbed to despair or, horror of horrors, self-pity.

And that would be all, since I'm much too exhausted to even type properly anymore. If there is one valuable lesson that I have learned from all of this, that would have to be that I do not want to go through such a nerve-wracking experience ever again. Once was more than enough for me, thank you very much. ^^'




Oh, before I forget (since I picked this up from Pajara-san's journal) -- to those who comment, I will endeavor to:

a) Tell you why I friended you
b) Associate you with something - fandom, a song, a colour, a photo, et cetera
c) Tell you something I like about you
d) Tell you a memory I have of you
e) Ask something I've always wanted to know about you
f) In return, you must post this in your journal.