So I'm writing this on the evening of my last day of school EVER!
People say school is supposed to be the best time of your life but considering that in year 1 when my friends and I 'attempted' to burn my school down (admittedly only by rubbing twigs together but it's the thought that counts right?;) it's safe to say I've never really agreed with this statement.
I think for the past two years it really has been difficult to 'enjoy school' with the CONSTANT pressure of AS and A2 levels from not only my rather academically driven grammar school, but also from myself. I really began to push myself in all aspects, continuing all my sports along with work and school, it was out of control and was far too much for my little brain to cope with! So the social life began to diminish, and school was a place of work only, spending entire days without saying a single word to anybody. I became neurotic about keeping 'on top' of my studies and as he sport had to be dramatically cut (due to my weightloss) it got worse as i spiraled downwards, wow sorry this is getting depressing sorry! Anyway I guess that moving on from school is going to be scary. But as I am starting to get better at this whole recovery thing, the clouds are lifting and all the opportunities of life during my year out (deferred uni placement) are becoming clearer and evermore inspiring! Surf camp, work experience, gymnastics courses you name it! There is SO MUCH to recover for, we've just got to realise it!
People say school is supposed to be the best time of your life but considering that in year 1 when my friends and I 'attempted' to burn my school down (admittedly only by rubbing twigs together but it's the thought that counts right?;) it's safe to say I've never really agreed with this statement.
I think for the past two years it really has been difficult to 'enjoy school' with the CONSTANT pressure of AS and A2 levels from not only my rather academically driven grammar school, but also from myself. I really began to push myself in all aspects, continuing all my sports along with work and school, it was out of control and was far too much for my little brain to cope with! So the social life began to diminish, and school was a place of work only, spending entire days without saying a single word to anybody. I became neurotic about keeping 'on top' of my studies and as he sport had to be dramatically cut (due to my weightloss) it got worse as i spiraled downwards, wow sorry this is getting depressing sorry! Anyway I guess that moving on from school is going to be scary. But as I am starting to get better at this whole recovery thing, the clouds are lifting and all the opportunities of life during my year out (deferred uni placement) are becoming clearer and evermore inspiring! Surf camp, work experience, gymnastics courses you name it! There is SO MUCH to recover for, we've just got to realise it!