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dolorosa_12) wrote2009-10-30 11:07 am
dolorosa_12) wrote2009-10-30 11:07 am
When I was a child, the world seemed so wide, Part IV
When I was a high school student, I was incredibly busy, to put it mildly.
I took seven classes at school, when most people were taking six, and some were taking only five. This often entailed being in school from 8am to 4pm with no breaks, as every lunchtime (besides Tuesdays) was taken up with tutorials teaching us parts of the International Baccalaureate curriculum not covered in class.
I trained for nine or ten hours a week at gymnastics.
I practiced the piano for an hour every day, and went to an hour-long class once a week and an hour-long musical theory class every two weeks.
I volunteered at Amnesty International for about two hours every week.
I worked every Saturday from 7am to 4pm in a bakery/chocolate shop.
Every so often, I would go on a three-day-long hike for the Duke of Edinburgh Award.
During this time, I managed to get a UAI in the mid-90s. I competed in local and interstate gymnastics competitions, and sometimes managed quite respectable scores and places. I got As on my piano exams and musical theory exams. Who knows what we achieved for Amnesty, but the volunteering was quite satisfying. I held down the same job for more than two years and only quit when I moved town. And hiking? Well, it was awesome.
So why the hell am I now struggling with six hours of classes, none of which I'm actually being assessed in, and writing/researching solidly for six or seven hours per day?
I took seven classes at school, when most people were taking six, and some were taking only five. This often entailed being in school from 8am to 4pm with no breaks, as every lunchtime (besides Tuesdays) was taken up with tutorials teaching us parts of the International Baccalaureate curriculum not covered in class.
I trained for nine or ten hours a week at gymnastics.
I practiced the piano for an hour every day, and went to an hour-long class once a week and an hour-long musical theory class every two weeks.
I volunteered at Amnesty International for about two hours every week.
I worked every Saturday from 7am to 4pm in a bakery/chocolate shop.
Every so often, I would go on a three-day-long hike for the Duke of Edinburgh Award.
During this time, I managed to get a UAI in the mid-90s. I competed in local and interstate gymnastics competitions, and sometimes managed quite respectable scores and places. I got As on my piano exams and musical theory exams. Who knows what we achieved for Amnesty, but the volunteering was quite satisfying. I held down the same job for more than two years and only quit when I moved town. And hiking? Well, it was awesome.
So why the hell am I now struggling with six hours of classes, none of which I'm actually being assessed in, and writing/researching solidly for six or seven hours per day?
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1. I've done it before, and I so I know I never ever want to do that again.
2. As you said, we're not being assessed! So noone out there cares, including us :)
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