What’s to come in our lives? In my life?
To be fair, it’s perfectly normal to have no clue on where you want to go in life, and it’s just as normal to want to stay on a certain path. I see so many fellow Year 12’s around me, and while some seem to have their lives in order, many others are completely oblivious and confused to what the future holds. And to be honest, I’m one of them.
Growing up, I’ve always wanted to become someone respected with a good career that pays well. Coming from a poor country, it certainly has been tough, but there’s always this mentality that I need to succeed for both my own satisfaction and the satisfaction of others. Right now, I wish to study law at a specific university, but hearing from many university students, it seems that what they thought they had wanted wasn’t really their dream. And that scares me. A lot.
And so with that in mind, I have no idea what’s happening. If anything, I know less now than what I knew before. Although I will continue to push for a law degree, I will certainly not mark out any other options. Better to keep as many options available right? To all the other lost and completely lost students out there, know that you are not alone. And even though we are totally unaware of what’s coming, the future will inevitably come, and hopefully, with answers and truths that will make life just that little bit easier.
This post was inspired by a conversation I had with a few friends today, and only now, half an hour to midnight, am I again reflecting on life. Although it’s a tad melodramatic and unbelievably out of character for me, I thought it would be nice to just… talk about something like this. I’d love to hear from other students like (or unlike) me, just so that I can see what’s it’s like for others. Thankfully though, there is one thing I’m sure of – this blog will run for awhile. So while my life is left completely in the red zone, at least my little virtual life will keep on living.
Isn’t that a relief?
Sleep deprivation. Endless studying. Aching wrists.
Thankfully, It’s all over. My days of waking up at 2:30AM are gone, marking the end of the traumatic event my school friends and I have come to know as “The Half Yearlies”. But, as the old saying goes, one door opens another. And in this case, it’s opened up two: The continuation of this blog and the start of the countdown to the HSC.
Although I’ll be (reluctantly) entering hiatus in the future yet again, at least, for awhile, I’ll be able to keep active online. So with that said, expect new blog posts starting tomorrow.
So as I’m writing this blog post, I’m attempting to deal with the fact that the Half Yearly Exams for my last year in high school are coming up soon. And like many other thousand students in the state of NSW, I feel completely unprepared.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a bad student. I’m just nervous. I’m currently completing five subjects:
- Standard English
- Legal Studies
- Ancient History
- Mathematics Extension 2
And like any other person who manages their time unbelievably bad, I’m just as equally fearful of the exams. Last year, I completed Chemistry and Mathematics Extension 1 and regrettably, I slacked off throughout the year. Fortunately though, it had no lasting impacts and ended up doing generally well in the accelerated subjects. But that isn’t quite the point – the point I’m making is, if you’re going to have an exam soon, study for it.
It’s like a race – you can’t expect to succeed in something you have very little practise in. Running occasionally for the train isn’t exactly training, is it? With that somewhat lame analogy aside, today I aim to start studying 4 at the very least 4 weeks in advance. And if you’re studying in Australia, you definitely have been informed of what’s going down for the English exam.
English for me is an ‘okay’ subject, but quite upsetting. To be honest, I don’t quite understand the point of getting students to memorise multiple essays and test them on it. What are they comparing exactly? The memory of students? I just don’t get it (It would be greatly appreciated if someone did explain it to me) and frankly, until I do, I’ll participate in collective hate for the subject with the rest of my peers.
I know that the fear of the half yearly exams will eventually fade, and so will the importance of whatever mark I may get. But after that…
There’s the actual HSC.