Today is one of those days.
By right, I should chronologically update this blog about manda's birthday, khareeza's birthday and going out with chermayne and jazmin, but jazmin said she'll only pass me the photos we took during the weekend, and I am quite lazy to upload khareeza's birthday photos. So I'll just do it over the weekend. For now I shall blog about how freaking ridiculous SIS is becoming.
I remember my first semester in SIS. I was actually shocked at the amount of work. Yes, I admit I walked into this school hoping and thinking it would be a walk in the park compared to wesley. I mean come on, wesley drills, tortures and gives homework after homework. And its literally annoying to have to sit down every night to do so much homework. Plus the fact that SIS was a laptop-based school which means that all assignments is done in the laptop. Honestly, who wouldn't think that it was going to be easier? The first few weeks of SIS was okay, and I thought
"My goodness this is going to be easy." And then the weeks rolled by and suddenly the teachers started bombarding us with assignments that wasn't all about copy and pasting from wikipedia, but required paraphrasing, thought and in depth analysing. Suddenly, such a thing as referencing sources that you get your information from actually existed and there was such a thing as being punished for plagerism and having different styles to cite different kinds of assignments. and all of a sudden Rubrics came into the school life, telling you what teachers expect, how they expect it and how they will be marking you. And then there were suprise quizzes, tests for every single unit learnt and presentations. Talking in front of the class was something that you could actually get graded on. Obsessing over marks wasn't the main priority anymore, and studying for finals were just as important as completing a culminating task or an independent study unit. But that being said, despite all the new things thrown at me, I managed to survive my first semester at SIS. Maybe it was because of how fresh SIS was at that time, and how everything just seemed to fit into place. The people I met and bonded with in the first semester helped me define what SIS was. and the only word to use is "nice" yes. nice, a very simple word. At that time, having friends from different countries was a totally new thing for me, and suddenly words "Memang" and "Perasan" wasn't exactly the correct words to use anymore.
Then we broke for the holidays and the second semester of SIS started. New people came in.
ALOT of new people.
and everything changed. Rules became more strict, uniforms were implemented, such a thing as detention every wednesday started, going home at 12.30 on fridays and starting school as early as 8am everyday was also added into the rule book. Met new friends, had new teachers, and thus began the second semester. My second semester was a whole new experience. I went on camping trips where we had to hike up i have no idea how many feet above the air, trekked through water crossings to get to waterfalls, rode down flying foxes which were so freakingly scary and I had an awesome time. I think this was when I really stepped out of my shell in SIS. I did things I never would have THOUGHT about doing if I was back in wesley. and truth be told, this semester is when I really, truly discovered myself. and it felt so good. I became closer to alot more people as well. I talked to people I never talked to in my first semester eventhough they were there. This was also when Keguanee started. There is one lesson that I have learnt in my second semester that studying in an international school, the friends you make aren't always going to be there. Because they are from different countries. They travel alot, and sometimes they leave suddenly, or too fast. And that sucks. People you have become so dependent and close to would have to leave to go home during the holidays and the talks you have every night with them would suddenly be silenced. and even when they come back, it would never be the same again.
And here we are now, at the third semester of SIS. where suddenly I've become a grade 11 kid and the rules become even more strict than before. This semester is when all the drama started happening. All the sickening annoying drama that every school seemed to have and SIS lacked in the beginning. Cliques started forming, homework, assignments, ISUs and presentations seemed to pile up like theres no tomorrow. That magical thing about SIS is starting to disappear in this semester. And I'm actually scared thinking about next semester. The magic SIS had when I first came would completely and absolutely be gone. No longer is there a feeling of wanting to school, and now the feeling has become "I wish school would just end already."
and right now, I really do wish school would just end already. It has become so much of a burden its actually tiring. I'm tired of having to write thousand word essays, tired of trying to keep up with every lesson every evening because if I don't I would be SO lost the next day, tired of having to go in front of the class and present what I've learnt, tired of studying till the early morning for tests, tired of trying to be consistent in my work and trying to get good grades, tired of trying to please my parents, tired of trying so hard and not getting the results that I hope to get, tired of having that happy facade. its not fun anymore.
Its just not. Oh freaking heck. I want to graduate already.
Who knew grade 11 would be so tough?
