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The truth about college

(Based on my experiences in England)

School:

“You’re going to get treated like an adult at college”

College:

“If you find where we hid Eddie the Elf in the weeks leading up to Christmas break you win a bag of sweets”

eddie the elf.png

School:

“College is a lot stricter”unhelpful school teacher meme.jpg

College teachers:

“That’s all, so you can leave early today”school-attendance-meme

School:

“No swearing”

College teacher:

“Today we’re doing Interactionism so let’s listen to Fuck Tha Police by N.W.A.”fuck-tha-police-nwa

School:

“They will have high expectations”

College:

“You don’t need to do more research because we’ve provided you with all the resources”

school-working-hard-meme

School:

“The work will be harder/you will have to work hard”

College:

“You need to draw and annotate a comic strip for this week’s homework”

spongebob-school-meme

School:

“You need to be better equipped”

College:

*you only need a biro and a highlighter unless you’re doing an art-related subject*

Notes: featured image and other images not mine

All the things above did happen by the way! Sorry this isn’t a normal post. Hope you had a good start to 2017. 🙂

I’m so tired that I forgot I was meant to post today until I was deep into procrastinating my revision for my English mock tomorrow. Geography and Sociology didn’t go that well but at least they’re only mocks.

Song: Every You Every Me by Placebo (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OMaycNcPsHI

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Childish

Is what I would call the experience of secondary school

– it is the land of the gossip, roughhousing and generally being silly:

like when someone dangled your pencil case in front of you, it was annoying to not be gifted with being tall;

here where teachers gave you a ton of homework willy-nilly;

boys and girls pushing past you

in the corridor, their bags adding to the knockback;

across classrooms glue sticks, paper aeroplanes, elastic bands and rubbers flew;

unfortunately you can’t erase the memory of your peers embarrassing you – there’s no turning the clock back;

talking in hushed voices just a few seats behind you;

throwing your way, a dirty glare;

shoving his phone down his pants so the teacher cannot confiscate;

cussing out the teacher if they dare;

telling the teacher a monetary reward for their work would motivate;

leaving little surprises from a dissection lesson in some poor unsuspecting soul’s blazer pocket;

boys being tinkers by hiding a friend’s files within many folders;

they warned you: don’t stick scissors in an electrical socket;

beware: friends may sneak wrappers in your hood or rucksack bottle holders;

girls taking the fight to the hood of Sir’s nice little car;

sword fighting with an old metre ruler;

using the Bunsen burner on random objects to char;

girl throwing up in a mock because she smoked weed beforehand, thinking nothing’s cooler;

employing bang snaps and stink bombs in the hallways

and cracking the secret to driving them up the wall through small ways.

 

– Nix

Notes: featured image not mine – according to good ol’ Wikipedia, it is from the 1917 silent film Rebecca of Sunnybroom Farm.

I had too much to write about for it to be a sonnet but I followed the same structure. I’m enjoying writing these 🙂 Fun fact: all but one of these lines I know for sure have happened at the school I went to.

Song: Here’s to Never Growing Up by Avril Lavigne (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXd2WxoOP5g) – I don’t feel as old as my age so uni just being around the corner is a terrifying thought for me!