Well, it's been a bloody brilliant week, but that all ends today and come Monday I'll have to return to school. I'm not exactly looking forward to it. There's something about school that I just cannot stand, I would rather be physically injured than have to actually go, and that's not right. And I'm not the only person who feels like this.
I used to absolutely love school, it was my favourite thing in the whole world. Not because of my friends (because I didn't have many growing up), but because I absolutely LOVE learning new things. Finding out facts about certain facts of life, or how one thing will fit with another, I love it all! But since I've started secondary school (muggle equivalent to Hogwarts) I have found my love for school decreasing rapidly.
Now that I'm in year 10 and I have my GCSEs next year, we have to learn the syllabus for these exams so that we can get the best marks possible in the exams, but these exams aren't testing what we learn, they're testing our memories and, with essay questions, they're testing how well we can outsmart the examiners. And our lessons are reflecting that.
I haven't really learned very many new things this year because my teachers are focusing more on the whole 'exam technique' thing, which I completely agree with, for these exams it is something that we need to know, but it is one of the reasons why I am finding school so unenjoyable. I'm not learning ANYTHING interesting, except maybe in maths.
And then you have the added amount of homework and the stress I can get over never doing it.
And then you have the lonliness.
And then you have the crappy teachers.
And I could go on.
Until tomorrow, toodle pip.
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