First day at college!

After about 14 weeks off school, I arrived at my new college at 9am sharp this morning and we were ushered into a "Fresher's Fair" where we saw some of the clubs available and just stood around and socialised until our second hour was supposed to begin.
First I had English Literature, which I really enjoyed because I love reading and writing and have already read most of the books for the course! Next, I had two hours of Maths. It sounds horrendous to most people but I loved it too! There's something so satisfying about finding the solutions to loads of really hard equations and getting them all right. At lunch I sat on the grass in the sun with my boyfriend and some of my friends, and then I had double French. My class was all girls and I made a lot of friends and also had lots of fun in the lesson as I really love French!
When I got home after my 7 hour day I had to sit down and do about 4 hours of homework as I like to get most of it out of the way so I'm not worrying.
Today was pretty much non-stop but I'm so happy to be back in the routine of school as I love to learn (god I sound like such a nerd)! The rest of my timetable is slightly more laid back apart from another 7 hour day on Thursdays. I also got onto the honours programme at my college which is so exciting!
I'm really looking forward to immersing myself into my studies and college life; I have so much to look forward to including a French exchange to Normandy and lots of college parties so I'm sure my life will be extremely busy from now on!

GCSE Results

I am aware this is a very late blog post but I had no time to write on the actual day as I was too busy celebrating at a party with my friends, and then I went on holiday for the weekend.
I was one of the people who gets extremely high predicted grades and knew they had done their best in the exams, but I still got very little sleep on the night before results, as I was up for most of the night worrying about if I had achieved the high standard of grades I and everyone else expected me to get. The problem with results is that what one person could be very pleased with, I would be disappointed with because I put so much pressure on myself to be perfect.
I almost didn't want to look at the sheet of paper when I was handed it, but as soon as I did it was as if a huge weight was lifted from my shoulders. I got 6 A*s, 2 As and a distinction *, which leaves me with 8 A*s, 6 As, 1 B and a distinction * altogether due to my early examinations. I am so ridiculously happy and proud of myself for all of the hard work I put in to get these results. (I am not just "naturally clever", I do work very hard!) I definitely celebrated in true results day style by getting very, very drunk with all of my friends!

Prom!

Last night was my Year 11 Prom! I had an amazing night with my boyfriend, my friends and other people in my year who I might never see again. (Apart from results day!)
I have put some of my photos into a little video below so you can have a look at how gorgeous everyone looked and how much of a great time we had!

A rant about School

I am sitting here writing this while I should be revising for 3 exams I have next week. I am used to this feeling; my school has entered me for GCSE exams since I was in year 9 (13-14 years old!). Apparently this was to push me to do my best, but how much pressure is too much? They don't see pupils as people; we're more like robots programmed to pass exams or pointless names on a list of A* to C grade students.

I already have 6 full GCSEs and I haven't even sat my year 11 examinations yet. It is obvious my school believes that quantity is more important than quality but being the perfectionist I am, I have spent far too much time and effort on revising for exams I shouldn't even have been sitting to achieve A and A* grades when I could have been enjoying my teenage years.

Being a more able pupil means I have a lot of expectation on my shoulders to do well and my school is one of the biggest reasons for this. I don't get the help I need because there are pupils who need it more, and I don't get the recognition I deserve because I am regarded as 'naturally clever' although I put hours of work in to get the results I do.

The atmosphere at my school is also extremely negative; it's completely exam based and we are basically taught to answer questions, not to learn and understand the subjects! As somebody who enjoys learning it frustrates me to hear things like "just learn this model answer" or "don't bother reading around the subject".

Pressure to achieve from my school was a definite contributor to my development of anorexia nervosa last year, and it has to stop. How can schools not realise they are doing something wrong when they have huge numbers of teenagers developing mental illnesses all the time?

Surely school is about more than passing exams? It's about growing up, making friends you will keep for years, learning how to interact with others and use social skills, taking responsibility for yourself and your actions, being happy and healthy and preparing you for the challenges ahead in your lifetime.

As you can see I have a lot of strong views about education (and many, many other things) so this will not be the end of my ranting (sorry).