25 days.

Till school starts/commences/begins/freaking engulfs your social life.
Year 11. The second last year of high school : (
Then Year 12, the HSC course, then the HSC exams- which determines whether you get into your course, the university you wanted to get into- basically your future.

And its weird you know? I graduated from year ten in November last year from a year 7-10 girls school into a co-educational senior 11-12 school. Its a big change especially for someone who has had minimal interaction with guys in the classroom- for example in year 3-6 there were only 4 guys in my class. Talk about deficiency.
But i'm glad because from my recollections kindy-year 2 they were massive distractions in realtion to LEARNING MY DAMN ALPHABET and HOW TO DRAW THE NUMBER 5. No but seriously this year is really important and i don't want them messing with my learning, because apparently all they do is try to impress gals and make stupid jokes that no one laughs at but they persist until they extract a giggle from some desperate kid trying to learn. But luckily most of the subjects i chose are too difficult for the boys that i am talking about. I love decent boys, i seriously do cos they make the best of friends.

Then the prospect of high school ending saddens me.
Its being such an integral part of my life.
Memorising the bus route, waking up at the exact same time every weekday, stumbling down the staircase due to lack of sleep, eating cereal every morning, walking to the bus stop with a muesli bar in mouth, seeing the same people....
sometimes the mundane is comforting.
I was reading the Sisterhood again, and the third book- about graduation, and going seperate ways. its really sad



But this is what i like about a new school year

1. New stationary. New erasers- which at the end of the year will most likely be written on ('i love beverly' 'yes' 'no' 'BFF's forevs')

2. New book covering. YAY! chosing book covers. i loooooveee this job. This year i plan to cover everything in paper brown.

3. This year we don't have school bags with the school emblem on them, but we have to get black bags. Yes- a chance to unconform. i kid.

4. New uniforms! A few hand me downs from my big sister, hopefully i won't look impoverished like Ron Weasley, or scrawny cos my sister is slightly taller than I.

5. A whole new bus route to memorise.

6. I can drive to school at 17. (that reminds me, now that i am 16! i can try get my L licence.)

7. We get lap tops this year.

8. New people. New friendships.

9. More memories- notably in year 8 skipping music class (due to fear of recorder solo- due to sucking so bad at it), roaming school grounds during errands, math class in year 10 was a total waste hence getting 77 for my SC, but getting a 97 in science- which was good enough for my parents), getting lost during WYD, During World Youth Day Sleep Out we went to McDonalds at 4 am but that was with my big sister- sadly not with the school. Science experiments with lab partner Kim- making potato parents for genetics subject and eventually naming it after the great gaskarth, reading sessions every fortnight at the library and falling asleep at the end of it, not doing assigned work with relief teachers, scavenging bag for food during the afternoon bus period, Studying at the local libary illegally (without a blue pass) but not really studying *ahem*, Going to westfields illegally.
such great times.


10. Seeing people you haven't seen during the summer. And realising changes.