The wasted years.

So it’s one minute to five in the morning right now, and I was just thinking, if I had just like, slept for the last thirteen years, I would be in the same spot that I am in right now, except I would probably, yeah I would still be awake because I would just have so much energy. I mean thirteen years is a long time, especially to just be asleep or something. I remember not being good as school right from the beginning, actually that is not true at all, I remember being amazing at school at the beginning, I actually have no idea what happened. Okay, so in reception which if you called it something else or something, where I come from, reception is the year before year one. Anyway, we would all read books in reading time or whatever it was and the books were just fucking easy to read, but we would all struggle because we were like five years old. The book would be called like ‘D’, as in the book was the letter D, and every page would just have something starting with that letter and like a picture of it so you would have like a duck and then the word ‘duck’ under it and yeah, the next page would be... nah I actually don’t know what else starts with D, like a dick but I doubt there would just be like a dick in a kids book like that.

Anyway so they were the books that we read, but then there were kids in the class who were chosen to read advanced books that were actually like, books, and they actually told a story and stuff. I remember reading Jack and the Beanstalk in reading time and there was just this kid next to me looking at like an apple in the A book and I just felt like a genius. I do however remember my decline in smartness, or not smartness but it was when I started to achieve less in school. It was in year one, so I guess that my regime of smartness didn’t last too long, but I just remember being held back in class to finish the work that I couldn’t do because I just didn’t know how to do it or whatever. I remember it so well, that is the weird part, but it was this sheet that had like all the days of the week in it and you had to put them in order of when they happen, pretty simple. I just remember not being able to do it at all, like I was absolutely fucking lost in this, so scared that I didn’t know what to do and that the longer I took the less recess I would get.

Yesterday I was having a good talk to Jack about school, and really, all we got out of the last thirteen years were friends. I mean we didn’t get any qualifications, any real education, I mean we know how to speak English... good, but yeah we probably could have picked that up anyway, without thirteen years of school. I mean I was dominating the English reading and writing in reception, blasting through Jack and the Beanstalk and shit, I really don’t know what happened. I mean now, I can’t even read a book, if you gave me like Harry Potter or something, I would get back to you in like eight months, I would be like ‘yeah I finished it’ but I would have no idea what just happened in the book. I can’t read.

Something that I do remember, that may have thrown me off school a bit, was when we were at Hungry Jack’s this time and Jesse told me that I should write this. Instead of doing school work or something, I would just write this. I remember this day where I had this huge ass assignment due the next day that I hadn’t started yet so when I got home I opened up Word and just started writing this, I mean what the fuck, that is fucked. I was just at indoor yesterday, watching Andrew ref games before our game, and I was just really thinking about what I am going to do. I mean as far as I thought I didn’t really need school or a TER or my SACE or anything, but I just assumed that I would get it. I mean I assumed that after thirteen years of going to school I would have something to show for myself, but I really don’t. I mean, we ended up winning indoor, but I would much rather have passed school, both would have been nice but yeah, I just thought I would have passed school.

During Jack and I’s amazing talk, wait... should that be Jack and my amazing talk or was I right with Jack and I’s... nah I’m going to say, during the amazing talk that Jack and I had, we raised some amazing points. I mean we said that the only thing we got out of school was friends, but if we were home schooled, would we have friends? Or if we didn’t go to school at all and we just sat at home playing Xbox instead of going to school and being there, would we have anyone to talk to on Facebook or what? Like, who would we see in our spare time, what would we do with our spare time? I don’t really know but yeah, the talk really just covered everything, it was great. I really don’t know what I should do right now, I mean I should probably go to bed but like... then what, just write another one of these? The answer to that is yes, that is exactly what I am going to do, because really, it’s all I know how to do.