But wait, this entry could be about...real life!?

No way!

Yes, it is true. I am actually posting something about real life, having not to my knowledge done so since restarting this blog.

I attend a Sixth Form college and am in my second (and final) year there. I study computing, english language, philosophy (who would have guessed?) and critical thinking. The latter's a slightly odd one as it's not offered until Year 13 (second year). It's only offered as an AS for most people (2 years, 2 qualifications - AS and A2, which combine to make a full A level) but I opted to do an accelerated course and am doing the full A level in one year. Thankfully there's 1/3rd fewer modules than in other subjects and less than half the number of lessons (only a third of the lessons at AS), so it's hardly strenuous. Also, no coursework OR homework! Me likes!

But why oh why must the tradition of parents evening be continued!?

It really doesn't achieve anything. The teachers have nothing of any particular use or interest to say, parents ask annoying questions and then delight in pointing out exactly what I should be doing to make everything go right. I'm sure it's a conspiracy!

Still, it wasn't too bad. My computing teacher says I need to work more and not play so many internet games (she may have a point there...), one of my english teachers thinks I'm doing well and thinks the coursework I handed in was very good. Strange, as I thought it was terrible, but oh well. My other english teacher agrees with my computing teacher and thinks I need to do more work - well, ok, some work - but my philosophy teachers love me (does my previous blog entry show you why?).

This year's bad enough without parents evening. I have too much coursework by far, university application stuff to sort out, just finished exams with another (huge) set to come may/june time and I'm finding computing especially quite difficult. I'll also be shocked if I managed to pass my english editorial writing paper. But there's no corrolation between that and the amount of work I do, surely? That would be a ridiculous idea...

Gargh.

There, then, is a brief insight into the academic (and least exciting) part of my life. I will leave it there, as I've posted enough huge entries for the time being. Do you know that my last entry almost reached 2000 words? I've written essays shorter than that!