Today is the last day of the school holidays here in Australia. Two weeks have gone by so fast, and although my holidays have been a whirlwind of stress, relaxation, boredom and fun, I can't say I'm looking forward to going back to school. Well, only 40 more school days until the summer holidays, right?
Ugh. Here's a whole bunch of very legitimate reasons as to why I'm hating the idea of another 8 weeks of school.
I won't be able to sleep in. I mean, today I woke up at 11am, so how do you expect me to suddenly be awake at 7:30am tomorrow morning!? I'm going to be a complete zombie, walking around the school like a corpse or a sleepwalker with those grey bags under my eyes.
I have to waste 6 hours of my day plus more because my parents are literally always late to pick me up. It's just such a waste of time! I don't even learn anything in half my classes and by the time week 6 comes around I doubt there'll be anymore assessments anyway. I could be at home doing more productive things, like watching another episode of my latest TV show, Gilmore Girls.
I have to see people. Okay, so some people aren't so bad. But honestly, if I wanted to see them I could make plans. Seeing them in class and at lunch involuntarily while I'm tired is something I'd rather not do. And then there's all those unnecessary people I really don't want to make conversation with, but I'm unfortunately obliged to.
I'm going to get homework and assessments which are going to stress me out so much and waste even more of my time. Although don't worry guys. I'm not one of those people that says they can't blog as much anymore because of school. My priorities are totally warped so I won't abandon you.
The uniform is so ugly!! I mean, it's one of those private school things that have to be below the knee and accompanied by a blazer, black leather shoes, white socks, hair up and a hat that won't fit over the hair that has to be up.
And speaking of uniform, I'll have to remove my nail polish. Goodbye lovely pink and silver nails. Hello boring not-even-French-manicured nails.
All that anxiety is also going to return. I don't know. I think it's a combination of trying to get good grades and having to deal with seeing so many people that makes me worried about everything by the time school comes around. I worry about my marks. I worry about who I talk to. I worry about people having a problem with me. I worry about what my teachers think. I just get so worried during school, and it's usually over absolutely nothing.
I'll be completely brain dead because throughout the holidays I've done absolutely no homework or practice of my musical instruments or anything. I don't even know if I'm capable of understanding concepts or paying attention to anything anymore. I can't even imagine myself in science tomorrow...
I have to do exercise. There's so many stairs, those PE lessons I may kind of enjoy, and those pool lessons I hate because of the swimming caps. Having a routine at school also always makes me motivated to have a routine in life, which means I start jogging, doing sit ups. I don't even know. Basically, I definitely won't be sitting on my butt and eating whatever I please anymore.
So yeah. The point is that I really don't want to go back to school tomorrow. Knowing me, about a week into school I'm going to be loving it. But that never really lasts long.
Is anyone else looking forward to the next break already?