Today I had my first official school day of Year 12. Actually, I suppose it wasn’t really a full day considering it was a Wednesday and most of it were interrupted by school photos, but nonetheless a working day.
We were given the outline for English and Legal, my two classes for today, and while both of them are a bit daunting, I think if I pull my head in I can do it. English will require me to put in a bit more effort with notes and prep than I usually do, and it was a bit sad actually not having April in my class to relieve the stress like I usually have her. I have some pretty big personalities in my English class this year so if I don’t watch what I say I might get onto the wrong side of things. I don’t know, maybe I want that. So far, I’ve been dubbed as the knife-killer due to a misunderstanding in an activity we did. And Legal Studies I see to be a rather hard but fun subject, because Julia and Jen are really good to sit with, and Mr Sh- is an interesting speaker.
Tomorrow I have my first Methods and English Language class. I shudder to think what will happen in Methods. I hope that I’m keeping up with the work. And it will be interesting to see how Miss Madd- teaches, as compared to Mr And-. Oh, speaking of which, Ino- Sensei has officially changed her name so it is hyphenated with Mr And-‘s as well. And here I was thinking that it just meant they were being coodinators together.
I got the bottom locker, but I suppose it’s not too bad, despite the crowding. Most of my classes, bar Methods, are all on the same level and building as my locker, with my form room and my Legal Studies class right next door to it. So I can afford to wait for an opening.
I sat under the aircon in Legal and I’ve got a bit of a headache. I’m sure it’s nothing a spot of water, a good sleep and my immune system can’t kick, though. Bee, Carmaine and Fel studied at the Glen library after school while I waited for my mom to pick me up. It annoys me that, because I don’t study much, I sometimes get shunned from them when they do need to study. This probably won’t be too big a problem this year, considering I want to pick up my slack (baby steps, as Mr Sh- advised) but nonetheless…
I don’t know if I will blog as frequently as I do from now on. It’s become a habit to log on every night and tap in a few (hundred) words. But at the same time I want to keep up in Methods, and stay on top of the reading for Legal. And then, Chinese will start. I’m pretty glad I did an extra year of Chinese beforehand, because I’ve got a fair idea of what Year 12 is like. I’m just worried about my Detailed Studies.
Socially, Year 12 is shaping up pretty well. I stepped into the Common Room for a bit today but it was crowded by quite a few people – if I’m honest, it was crowded by the group of people I expected it to be dominated by – so we didn’t do much. I haven’t yet taken advantage of microwaves and whatnots. The canteen has adopted a new menu this year. I mean, yeah, it’s healthier, but frankly it’s a lot more expensive for food that we can all bring from home anyway, and bloody hell they’re charging 20c for a packet of ketchup, whereas before it was liberal dispensing of soy sauce, ketchup, mustard…and plus they’ve taken off most of the greasy foods which we rely on in winter. Interested to see how long this new health kick can last for.
It was pretty good to hang out a bit with the people in my form, I didn’t do much of that at camp. Form is going to be awesome this year, because we’ve got our old Geography/History room, and there were many a good memory made there in the past. I feel that everyone’s being pretty happy and nice to everyone else (at least as far as I’m aware) because it’s our final year. That is not to say I haven’t also noticed how much distaste I have for some people who laughed and made fun of other people behind their backs (case in point the envelopes of postcards we made for English, with our personalities on them. A few girls have been looking at them with their friends and laughing and guessing some postcards to be representing “retard” or “pedophile”).
Oh well, one more year and I can be rid of those idiots forever. Spend more time with real friends.
Keep Cool (and motivated)
D.F.
the life and laughs of me 