international schools etc etc

Well, since my recent posts are kinda mostly about reflection on older blog posts, I'm also going to refer to another one I made in 2008 near the inception of this blog about private schools. Oh yeah, I'll go there.

Now, let's just say my 13-year-old self just didn't know much about private schools. Well, she thought she did, but she didn't really THINK about it clearly enough, and I'm here now typing this to tell you how my opinions have changed, (I am still listening to the same Utada Hikaru song right now, though - Hikki will never change for me... :P)

I think right now is a good time to reveal that now I am officially enrolled in a new private school, although it doesn't really feel like one, more, idk, carefree almost? I mean we get pummelled hard if we don't study but they say that it's our choice and we should know what's best for ourselves, teaching us responsibility - which is something I never, repeat - NEVERRRRR - got at my old shithole of a school. Oh yes, even after I've left, I still bitch about it like no tomorrow. I will continue to do so until I am at Harvard and put that miserable part of my life long behind me (and if it isn't Harvard it will be an Ivy League uni, WILL. BE.)

Let me state that this is not a normal school at all. The principal, who has a different vision for the future on education, is trying out his plan. And seriously, I don't mind one bit. I like being new and cool and hip, esp. if it makes me better than everyone else (okay, that's not my main goal but you know deep down inside you feel that way, everybody does.) When I tell people the stuff that we do at our school they all give me the most profound sceptical look in the history of facial expressions, and say something along the lines of "QURL, YOU CRAY CRAY?!" ((c) Gunnarolla :P)

Okay yeah, that's not exactly what they say but that's how it plays out in my mind. So imma tell you what's been going down. But right now I just wanna say that the people I talk to don't really value education as much as I do, which would account for most of their reaction, and I'm guessing my readers - if I even have any - would be at least a bit more intellectual than most of the people I get stuck with.

Usually around this time, summer/Christmas/New Years/December/January is like the hugest hang out (as my peers would say) of the year. Well to tell you the truth, I've technically only had 2 weeks of proper holiday, and the rest i've been going to school. yes, fellow student, burn. Actually, nah, most of it was a bludge but I did get most of it done, so I guess that's okay (?)...

And we have no school uniform. Now if you're from some weird place that uniforms usually aren't the case (Bah! Americans.) this might not seem like a big deal. Well it is here. It's because the teachers trust us to be mature and responsible and stuff, and I really need to work on my vocab right now because of the latter half of this sentence sounded really gay.

Seriously, I don't know why people make such a big deal about it. Like, it's awesome, but like, I want it. They think it's torture or something. How can you lose your will to learn? I don't think I ever could.

Maybe I'm just a big fat ugly horrible nerd that one day will be successful and rich while everyone else is regretting everything in the past.

No, I didn't come here to bash myself, even though that's really easy to do.

No, I'm not that fat.

Well, BACK TO THE TITLE.

International schools. I wish I could go to one, really. The IB sounds x1245567e376286823672 better than the HSC. (yes I did notice an "e" in that number). But really, the chances of me going to one is like -1537. Out of zero. Square rooted.

They're just so... like how high schools looked like in my head when I was in Year 4. Everyone has some level of maturity, nice labs, tennis courts, a lot like a Japanese international school actually - friend of a friend goes there. Her dad is a nuclear scientist so like if you didn't go to a school like that with a dad with that kind of job like wtf are you doing.

I can keep wishing, and then force my own wishes upon my own children who will hate me for it.

sarah x