Last night was a true and final end of such an era of school life. Ever since being in my first year of school back in the late 90's, i never thought this day would ever come when i can finally say i have left school forever. I still have a very long life ahead of me but the last 11 years has had it's major highs and major lows. School overall has been good, i have really enjoyed being with friends, having a laugh and playing football. But the worst thing about school is the shitty work set and most of it was about assessment and not acutally fun learning. But hey, i got through the last 11 years pretty fine didn't I? I mean, i'm here now writing in my blog in one piece?
I'll just run through an auto-biography of my school life:
1996-2002
It all started at Chesterton Primary school. I can't remeber loads about this part of the school era, but i'll do my best. I was 5 or 6, i started Nursery. Good times...Just play in the sandpit all day and sing nursery rhyms. Easy life really. I rember being the only one knowing the Alphabet all the way lol!.
Reception (i don't know why they call it that?!) was getting better. By this time i remeber having very light blonde hair and having loads of friends, loads of good friends. We did very little work apart from hand-writing practise, spelling and maths.
Year 1 and 2 was very good at Chesterton. Still continuing the great friendships i had. I remeber the work getting steadily harder as maths got more advanced and english reading was getting harder - i remeber doing the "Magic Key" books! god...good old times lol. I was quite an advanced reader for my age, but my handwriting was not so good. Maths was ok, Science was good and History was intresting. Thinking back i remeber reading the teachers note assessments on us by accident, i saw that they put i'm a very bright pupil but can behave badly HAHA! I havent changed much then! I think i got level 3's in SATs which was not so good but ah well.
Year 3 and part year 4
Year 3 started off very well. It was all about getting to know new teachers and a few new pupil faces. I had my height measured in year 3 and i was 135CM! Not bad! Infact tall for my age. The work again got harder but i was handling it well. My friends went into a decline towards the end of year 3, i started to become less popular amongst the Chesterton faithful. I think it was because i started to become more confident within myself and be more outspoken and maybe even a bit gobby and annoying.
The begginning of year 4 was a turn for the worst. My parents announced that i was going to move to wolstanton and also move schools!!! to...St.Margarets. By November 2000 I moved to St.Margarets right in the middle of social decline at Chesterton.
Year 4
Started well actually, i was nervous about the whole thing and in total disagreement with my parents. People were quite friendly start off with. I remeber having loads of colds in year 4, i had a constant cold in winter which never went away. The work was much harder and i started to struggle. It was all up hill from here....
Year 5 - Decline
I was starting to get bullied loads, i don't know why and what i was doing wrong to people. It seemed the whole of year 5 and 6 was against me. The shit headteacher Mr Whittaker did fuck all to help me and was always on the bullys side....he always blamed me! I hated this school even more because it was so fucking religious...we always sang about "god" in assembly of which i think is a from of brainwashing. I got bullied by year 6's all the time and my own year a lot. I remeber bringin a BB gun into school for protection because i felt so vunerable due to no1 being by my side in this. In the morning the year 6's approached me again so i pulled out this loaded BB gun and pointed it at them...they backed off but then grassed on me 5 minutes later!!! TWATS!!! the headteacher dragged me outta lessons and had a meeting. He said we should get the police involved becaues it's an offensive weapon. I told him about being bullied by those pricks and that i feel vunerable but he still never listend. Year 5 got worse when i struggled to keep up with the work. ohh...this was one of the lowest points in my life....
Year 6 - Further Decline
Year 6 started ok...we were top dog which means the year above can't bully me...i was wrong! My year group started getting at me even more. I remeber one day when we were on the field and they chased me on the cricket pitch and beat me up very bad. One of em got me down on the floor and them 10-12 of them just started to kick me to a pulp. The headteacher once again did nothing at all and almost got the sense of letting them off. I remeber having an emergency assembly because of this...but that did fuck all. My SATs results were all level 4...not so good.
Year 7 - Uphill struggle at NCHS
At the start of year 7 i was so freakin nervous, i did not know anyone. I told myself i wont let what happend to me in primary school wont happen again...and it never did. By the middle of year 7 i started to be very well established within one of the two main friendship groups which i was happy about. I also started playing loads of football with the year 10s and 11s which was fantastic because they were all sound people. I even had year 10 girls cuddling round me all the time saying i was cute! haha! good times. Year 7 ended on a high note due to loads of friends and a massive improvement in grades.
Year 8 - Establishment and another decline
I established myself well in NCHS, i had loads of mates and work was doing well. But the upper year groups started to eye me as an easy target...But they were wrong. I was on the yard and these year 9 twats started pushing me around. But i told them firmly FUCK OFF, they continued to push a bit so a landed a punch on one of thier cheeks. It turned into 5 against 1...but i did well because i put up a good fight by shaking them off me and landing a few punches. They never bovverd again lol!. The decline started about Jan 2005 where once again my popularity dropped both with pupils and teachers. I was behaving badly in class whilst people started a dislike towards me. By the end of year 8, grades were falling again and work behind along with a dislike to the shit teachers myself.
Year 9 - Change
Started at NCHS for 2 weeks at the start of year 9...It was worse. I got egged in my face, so i turned around and twated one of them in the nose and broke it. It was gushing with blood everywhere. I wasnt in much trouble, but by my own initiative i decided to leave due to being a shit school overall.
I moved to Clayton Hall on September 19th, 2005 and i was thinking this was a wrong choice. Everyone hated me at first, they frowned at me, swore and got an overall feeling of dislike. I know this because of comments from people such as "no1 likes you nathan" and "fuck off back to yout trampy school". I felt awful and was this a bad choice? By Jan 2006 i was getting fed up to the back bones. I hated the school due to snobbish pupils and the school work was far too hard - especially french because i didn't listen much in NCHS.
I remeber breaking my wrist due to the ball being kicked and me blocking the shot on the tennis courts, and it bent my wrist right back - courtesy of Jason Whitehourst.
By March, Matt Taxi kept on jumping on my back and one day he sloshed a ice-ball in my face in the corridors so i turned around and smacked him hard in the nose. I got put in isolation for the 1st time and suspended for 1 day.
By the end of year 9 my popularity started to creep up as people started talking to me more.
Year 10 - The better days
Year 10 was very good, I increased in popularity but my work wasnt the best. It was the start of GCSEs and i was struggling with Coursework. I got talking to more people and i loved it. Also my football improved loads. I loved P.E because we play football every week...amazing. This time was also stressful with work and the odd dick head or two, but overall it was the better days of school life.
Year 11 - Peak of school life
Year 11 was stressful with tonnes of coursework to do...which i did about Jan-Feb-March. Those 3 months were very busy with work simply cause i left everything to the last minute. I matured a lot from year 10 to 11 so i guess thats the reason why i took radical action so late.
The reason why this is my peak year is because i was friends with a lot more people and football was even better! Also i was begginning to appreciate school because it was my last year and i was asking myself a lot "will i miss it or not?". Turns out atm i'm not gonna miss it that much simply because i hated the classroom learning side to it...but i'll miss the football and friends!
The one main event in year 11 was the very wrongful dissmissal of me due to my goal celebration which involved me taking my top, shorts and shoes off (still having my boxers n socks on!) and Tom Eagles filming it. So we both got expelled. But i cba go on about that...look in my previous posts for more info.
