Last Term of the Year

As you probably know from the last post, in the last week or so, I was in my last Half Term of this academic year 2015/16, which is actually pretty crazy. Everytime I talk about this, it literally blows my mind, every BLOODY time.

Next year, we’re going to be the oldest in the school. But am I going to be included next year? Well, I think no! I say this because even though there might be a 20% chance that I’m going to be in a Grammar School, I’m still moving schools because I don't like it there. And from “How to Deal with Bullying - my version” post, from 25th May 2016, you might know the reason. The other reason is that actually, the teacher don't recognise the smart ones of the class.

Today was actually the case, in French. Everyone was shouting and screaming and swearing in class. Instead of actually doing something good and fun, we actually done grammar work for French. And actually, the teacher blamed my friends actually, for nothing.

​I know, I know. The teacher has actually a reason of why did she give my friends a warning each. And you are right. There might be a reason of why did she give my friends a warning, but that is beyond me.

My mum and dad have been to the Grammar School and put me on a waiting list for the Admission Test this month (or July). Last year, I’ve done the same. I've done the Admission Test on 16th July, and I was actually 20% off to actually be admitted in the Grammar School. I would actually want to be in an ordinary school because they might be strict. I’m fine with this, but I’m seriously like others: NORMAL. At the end of the day, I’m going to be the same person. As they say - Nobody is perfect. And that is actually true. Nobody is perfect at the end of the day.

I’ve got a surprise for you on Saturday. Tune in then! See you on Friday.