My first year in secondary school was a mixed bag...I was still finding my place and things were quite scary but I did have a lot of fun.
In year 8 I made most of the friends I have today and until year 10 things were really good - I did well in schoolwork, I mucked around a lot, gained a lot more self-confidence and even enjoyed the drama of my first romance. My final year was absolute hell - the aftermath of that 'romance' destroyed my self-confidence, something I'm only now really beginning to overcome.
Sixth form's been kinda meh so far - I don't have much in common with most of the people there and there's not as much room to have fun, which sucks but is inevitable.
I will always look back on these years (the exception being year 11) very fondly, they were the times when we realised that we had no responsibilities and were old enough to abuse it.
In year 8 I made most of the friends I have today and until year 10 things were really good - I did well in schoolwork, I mucked around a lot, gained a lot more self-confidence and even enjoyed the drama of my first romance. My final year was absolute hell - the aftermath of that 'romance' destroyed my self-confidence, something I'm only now really beginning to overcome.
Sixth form's been kinda meh so far - I don't have much in common with most of the people there and there's not as much room to have fun, which sucks but is inevitable.
I will always look back on these years (the exception being year 11) very fondly, they were the times when we realised that we had no responsibilities and were old enough to abuse it.