I figured it out, saw the mistakes of up and down. Meet in the middle, there's always room for common ground

I've not slept this little for a week, yet I've not felt more awake than I have today. Technically, if you don't count my exam, I sort of have Christmas holidays already. But I went to school today and listened to my belieber friend's presentation. Which means I snook inside a classroom filled with peers from another class. I'm terrified of getting yelled at by teachers. I would sort of count myself as a good student, who follows rules and whatnot. But there has been a few times that I've gotten yelled at. And seriously, it probably traumatised me, because I can still remember it happening to this day. And well, I have the worst memory. Which has already been proved today, so let's not dwell to much on it. Anyway, back to the point-- I listened to a few presentations, because my belieber friend's group wasn't the first ones. And it was actually quite nice. I left when they had a break, because the main reason for my presence in that room, was to listen to my friends presentation-- not all the other's. So I went to sit down and read curriculum. That is until my belieber friend poked me in the back and sat down. I managed to finish the chapter, and then Sugar came as well. And it's just been a really nice day. I just want to make it clear that you should read my blog with a pinch of salt, okay? Mostly it's truth. Like these "everyday" posts. The only exception is the nicknames for my friends. But the ones that are tagged with "writing" (and sometimes "thoughts") are often a tiny bit of truth, and then a lot of fiction. Because they're possibly the most truthful things I write, just transformed so it's for myself to understand. Because this is (was) first of all a personal blog for myself to express my emotions and stuff. Also, don't be offended if I hung out with you, or did something with you, but didn't write about it. I know I write a lot about the people I hang with, and what we've done that day. But I don't always, because I want to hold some cards close to my heart. Like, sometimes I'll have the best day with someone, but I won't write about it (at least not here). That doesn't mean it's a secret, means I just want to appreciate the memories I make with friends for myself. Sorry, just have to make clear what my blog is and isn't. Anyway, when I got home today, I started setting up the Christmas tree, but ahhh. It's just not my day with Christmas trees. And I didn't want to decorate the tree whilst fuming, so I stopped, grabbed myself a cuppa and decided to eat the delicious roasted almonds I bought at the Christmas market today. Even had a proper grown up chat with Monchita. Right now I'm listening to the Midnight Memories album, and it's almost like I'm scared to get attached to songs in fright they won't perform them at the concert. Because that's stupid. What if you could chose your own setlist and have a private show? Oh, that would have been grand. Okay, I'm going to catch up on Vlogmas now-- and maybe grab something proper to eat?