Friday, 4 May 2012

End of Another Chapter



Hey there,

First of all, Happy Star Wars day. Not a massive fan of the films myself, but here's something for you...




Anyway, it's over. I'm done. No, not my life, though that's going down hill right now. I'm talking about Year 11 and my school life in general. Well, minus the exams. Yeah, my key worker, Cath, has let me finish early as now I have finished BTEC Science- which, I passed *Insert chuffed face here*- there's only revision for me to do, which I can do at home. I feel sorry for the other kids... they've had their study leave pushed back to the 17th May. Unfair, considering the fact that they sent letters out saying the leave was the 1Oth. I only have.... umm... 6 exams I think? Two English, Two Maths [yuck], RE and Media Studies. Can't wait to get them over with now. 

I also applied for two more courses in college; AS English and AS Media Studies. Whee. I have to be in full time education, apparently. Bleugh. Well, looking on the bright side, it will only be the subjects I like... unless I fail GCSE Maths... then I have to resit it. I don't want to resit at all. No. No, thank you. Ever since I can remember, Maths and I have never ever ever got on. I'm going to be revising for that. Well, I'll be revising for all of them, but I'll be working hard on Maths. 

To be honest, I do have some good memories in that school. Such as this...

I'm in the front row in purple. That was like my favorite shirt until the washing machine
bit holes in it -_-
Macbeth, Year 1O. We were in the Shakespeare's School Festival and it was so fun. I played a soldior. There were some trailers made for it which you can see here, here and here. I loved the dressing room, it was like our hangout for the day of the show. We were in the Millennium Centre from early hours until late at night, though, and we had to keep changing all the time in and out of our costumes, but it was fun.   

I can't remember much else I enjoyed. I did enjoy film making every Friday after school, but it wasn't academic, it was extra curriculum, so it doesn't count. Oh, and there was our year 9 production of Scrooge. I was an Urchin.

Me with David as Scrooge

Emily, Demi and Me! Scuse the crappiness of this pic... and me
looking a douche.




If I had to give any advice to kids starting secondary school, it would be to hang in there. You might like it, you might not. I personally didn't, but as long as you find something to do like an after school club or a hobby outside of school, do your best in your subjects, try and be friends with everyone [hard, I know. There are a lot of dick heads, but just try.] and just struggle through. Year 7 isn't all that important. I thought it was, but I was wrong. That's not me saying not to put any effort in, you should, but just remember, you're only in the first year. You'll settle in and get used to it. 

My cousin will be starting my school in 2O13. I don't know who to be more sorry for- him cause of the school, or the school cause of him. I'll probably end up going to see him in any shows he's in. So much for my freedom, then. Oh well, they can't do anything to me then so Ha. Hahahaha. *ahem*. I'm sure he'll be fine. He's a strong boy and he can be bloody chopsy when he wants to be Speaking of him, it's his tenth birthday a week today... I think? It's deffo next week. I'll probably be going to his birthday party. I can't believe he's ten already. I remember seeing him for the first time when I was nearly seven. He was just an innocent little baby in his carrier thingy and so quiet... now look what he's turned into! Nah, I love him, though, even if he can be a pest. 

Not quite sure what I'll be doing inbetween studying for my exams. I want something to do. I can't cope with sitting in the house all day, revising. God no. I need to get out. I need to be free. I'm getting bored of being in the house now. I want to get out. Nothing to do, though. Any ideas, please let me know.

Right, I'm going. I think I might go to sleep... 

Until next time... x

                   


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