My blog is now turning into a fiction diary.
The first days of sixth form are the best. The signing up and the getting to know everyone. Especially when you find yourself in a tutor with some of your closest friends. The only annoying thing is the queues for each of the lessons and the heartbreak of finding that you were 0.3 marks off of getting into the subject that you were hoping for.
Although, the subjects that I have now taken are so much better and more of an interest to me. It’s as if it had all happened for a reason. My teachers are all extremely nice and I hope its going to be a good two years. (fingers crossed).
Psychology degree is what I’m looking fir at the end of the tunnel and I hope it’s going to go that way.
The first days are the best because the clique lines are blurred and everyone is mixing. This means no bullying, no outcasts and no awkwardness. All of this will only last for a week at most, but its the ultimate test to see who gets on and who can stick together.
Even though it isn’t a jungle, it sure feels like it. It’s time to form a pack.
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