Increasing Stress, joining a new study.

Within school we think that it is a constant bore and it is just another form of punishment, having your freedom taken away, having your socialising time constantly decrease into nothingness.

I admit looking back, it was the best time of my life. I met my closest friends there, I learnt things that I was curious about and didn't understand and whilst on my study leave I realised that if I didn't go to school I wouldn't have learnt the vital skills I need and I would be constantly bored, I wouldn't know what to do. - Sounding boring, I know, I apologise.

Taking the next step into education seems intimidating, it is. Instead of having teachers basically cut open your head and pour in a liquid form of knowledge into your brain, that was fun, wasn't it?

Sixth form is a new experience for me, I haven't done it before. It was like starting secondary school all over again, except this year we get a common room with sofas and a personalised panini lady. Yes, we get the luxuries. One step away from the plastic chairs that make your bum and legs fall asleep quicker than anything, constantly causing you to stand up and either stumble or walk in a strange alien type way.

The work, Oh, the work. The work comes in a different form. Instead of the pupil having their head cut open, they are mentally pinning down the teacher and forcing and squeezing all the knowledge and information out of them, in return the teachers will set essays, homework, coursework, research, all to see if the information has actually gone through the ears and eyes and straight into the brain to see if it has mentally morphed itself to the skull, leaving no gaps just so the skull can increase in size taking along the brain until your head has to be supported by a special device. - Obviously I am being sarcastic about your head growing, unless you are more focused about your ego and would like to boast about your extremely ordinarily normal knowledge that your class shares, in that case, please do tell us more...

The essays require you to stay dedicated and mentally split yourself between multiple subjects, in my case, I have to have a Graphic, Sociology, Film study and travel and tourism mind. As these are diverse subjects my mind sometimes cannot copes and my brain mentally deflates until I readjust myself so I can keep up with it. Occasionally you have the people who will waltz by who have their work sticking out their ears, eyes and having words dribbling out their mouths and onto the paper, these are the people I envy. This is because they simply seem to know everything off the tip of their tongue. As frustrating as it is we are all basically running our own personal race and have too keep each subject in rhythm with each other in order to have a harmonious race.

Sixthform is all about the paninis and sofas. - to be read with sarcasm.

I am enjoying my subjects because I'm not forced to do subjects that I don't want to do. - Apologies to my maths teachers and food tech teachers. The subjects are more complex but however you go at the speed that is managable if you can get the information. I'd fully recommend going to a sixthform because it's not all bad and scary, may seem difficult at times but you have to try something before you think you dislike it. You are talked in a different manner by the teachers, this is because you basically are taking the next step towards being an adult. Yes, you are almost an adult.

You have to keep up otherwise you are drowned by multiple definitions, essays, work, deadlines, words, ideas, yellow slips. - THE FULL MONTY.

Just keep organised and eat as many paninis as possible throughout the two years is my aim, I will probably be the size of an elephant by the end of it but if you're enjoying yourself let the haters, hate.

Oh, the joys of further education.

~Soph.