8:32 PM
I know no one will ever read this, a fact I am so grateful for. It is the relief of shouting in a room full of crowded people yet the comfort of knowing they can't hear you. I know this would seem like a nightmare to some, but I need a way out of this life that has been built for me.
Today was our debate. It was Inter-House. My school has four houses with the stereo typical main colours- red, green , blue and yellow. If we go by Hogwarts' houses I'm in Ravenclaw. Ironic really, since I'm average at best when you put my grades on a sheet of paper. I lost. Badly. It sucked and after the results were announced I went backstage and burst into tears.
The school I go to is almost military. No MUN, no extras and no after - school clubs. Oh, and no school trips. Sounds grim? You have no idea.
Schools like mine are ..... rare, to say the least. It's relatively young (about 25 years) and already has a reputation to uphold.
I feel like teachers nowadays have forgotten how to motivate us. I've put my head down and silently sobbed at least twice this year already.
Here are a few Honourable Mentions that show just how much our teachers care
- You all are a burden on the face of the Earth.
- You won't even get jobs at call centers .
- I pray all of you Fail in whatever subject you choose.
But there are moments I am grateful for. Moments I hold close to my chest like fragments of sunshine.
An extra 10 minutes during break, spent laughing with my friends.
Standing in between two of my tall friends who are 6'1 each and christening it "The Bodyguard Formation".
Jumping up and down with my best friend after hearing he's landed lead guitar for his house.
These moments are precious. And no one dare take them away .
