Goodbye High School!

So just three weeks ago I started University at macquarie and I must say its been a great three weeks. Now I study Spanish in the diploma of languages course and its fun. I only have two classes on Monday and Wednesday, they last just two hours and after those two hours I have the whole day to myself. Now I could do several things with my time, I can go home straight away, study at there library, eat, sleep at the atrium or find friends to hang out with. During these three weeks I have never gone home straight away because I do the other things I've mentioned. Now during these three weeks I have already met so much people and made a lot of friends, I'm learning how to dance, I played pool for the first time in a while, had a picnic near the lake, got back to exercise, had an early wine at the bar we have and basically just taking in the University environment and enjoying it as much as I can. Thankfully it is quickly making me forget the five years I have wasted during high school. I Kevin, HATED HIGH SCHOOL!!! I considered my high school years very wasteful and I'm about to tell you why.

When I was younger I did get picked on a lot and it instead of taking it, I fought back. During my first year of high school I thought I could change it. However I did get into more fights and was forced to go to an all-boys school that is catholic as fuck, private, next to a prison, in the middle of nowhere and only have two legit buildings..Wollemi College. This school will be quick to brag about how amazing they are because of their test scores, character building, their faith and all that bullshit. Now the test scores, they a right to brag about that do not get me wrong. However there is one big flaw they fail to mention. Before i mention it, here's some statistics about our Higher School Certificate results:

• In standard English, 70% (one of them is me) scored the top 39% of the state which is 10 marks above state average.
• Median and Average ATAR's are in mid 70's
• English Extension 1 is 5.5 marks and is 50 above state average 
• Average 2 unit maths mark was 3.1 above state average 
• The school ranked 47th in distinguished achiever list.

Pretty impressive numbers right. But here's one thing they fail to mention... THE CLASS WAS FUCKING SMALL!! We had a major advantage unlike other normal schools in the state that had 250 more students than we had. Our year 12 class had only twenty students. Nine of them were in standard english, only about three or four of us did English Extension 1 and eight did 2 unit maths. I remember when we were in St Mary's Senior high, they had like 100 more than us and all of us couldn't even fill up a row. Pretty arrogant for a catholic school.

Oh man the catholic part. Now we did not have any free periods, instead there were called non-contact periods. So that meant we couldn't leave the school for a Macca's run or even get chewing gum at the fucking gas station. And when we did have an opportunity to leave or have a free period, Religion came in. If it was a HSC subject I would have had no problem doing Religion. Learning about other religions like Buddhism, Hinduism and Judaism is fine with me, but no that was not the case. It was NOT a HSC subject, nope it was a subject that was shoved down my throat and was one of the many things that was forced upon me and more importantly... AN ABSOLUTE WASTE OF TIME AND SPACE! All I remember from the lessons is that we are a religion that hates gays, they think there the second coming of hitler due to their remarks of them being "evil" and if I fuck a bitch i'll be going to hell. Not sure If your school's forced you to do events like swimming carnivals, cross country's (that is where we ran around the whole school twice) and athletics carnival but If i did not do that, I would get a detention. Reason I had to is because I had to be an example to all the primary kids. Oh I forgot to mention that we had primary kids in our school. FUCK THEM AND ME BEING AN EXAMPLE! I thought I was in high school not in kidergarden.

I can go on and on and on about how crap that school was but there's enough information to lead up to an issue I feel the need to blog about. After high school is over with, would you either see them again regularly, see them once every month, see them on rare occasions or never see them again. Yesterday I decided to lean towards rare occasions and never see them again. There are some guys there that I do see often anyway but the others not really. I mean i'm really enjoying uni and the people in it. I have no time or space for any of my classmates and quite frankly I want to move on and find new friends. And when I do see some of them not all, it just brings back memories of how much I hated my life back then. Now from day one I hated that school but the boys were ok. But on the last night of June, I recently found out I have made it to uni and decided now is the time for a new chapter in my life. Which leads me to this story I need to share related to this.

So on that night, they were having a reunion at one of the classmates house. I decided not to go because it was freezing and I wanted to just watch Asian romance movies for the night. I announced this on facebook, and I get comments from them telling I should be there and where was I. Now I said to myself "no I don't think I should be there. I can just chill at my newly renovated home." Then I get a post on my wall from the class captain who tells "Hey man, we missed you last night :( U gotta come to the AGM at Wollemi bro. We need you there. All the best mate" Now there's several things wrong with what he said. Sure its all nice and everything but I still had a problem with what he said. First, he missed me which is too bad cause I don't miss him. I mean he's cool and all but kind of annoying with his beliefs and constant ass-kissing when it comes to Liverpool F.C. Secondly, when he says i gotta come, does it mean I have to be there like I had to be a every lame event Wollemi had and If I didn't, then I would be in detention?? And for those of you wondering what is this AGM, its a meeting setting up this old boys association that I for one do not one want to be a part of honestly. Oh man and the description on the facebook page of it, 

"The Wollemi Old Boys Association (WOBA) is an ever-growing group of men graduated from Wollemi College, Werrington. We aim to foster and allow for a continuation of the bonds of friendship forged in the fire that was our place of education, Wollemi College. We aspire to propagate virtue and solidarity amongst the members of the association."

For a group of guys that are against gays, that sounded pretty gay to me. The bonds of friendship forged in the fire? Really? Who thought of that? How about something less homo, less dramatic and simple like we aim to stay in contact and continue the friendships made in Wollemi College. Not this bullshit about our of place of education and the fire of it. Anyways so the meeting was supposed to be the week after that little reunion. But since some key people were busy it was pushed back till August 13. By that time I was well into my uni days and enjoying every minute of it. So one day I'm with my friends, three girls, one of them leaves and then I get a call. I had no idea who the number belonged to but I had a strong feeling it was the class captain. I answer it anyway and surprise surprise it was. Now I'm with my friends and I want to talk them, but this guy was interrogating me about my life. Hows it going? What have you been up to these days? Are you in Macquarie now? What course are you doing? In my head I was like "Why don't stop interrogating me, stop trying to start up a conversation about how much you miss and how 'awesome' school was and just get to the point." When he did ask about my course this was my response "Something, what do you want?" And yeah he reminded me about the meeting. Now on the events page, they made emphasis on how we "HAD TO BE THERE" and "EVERYONE HAS TO COME". The meeting itself is only 15 minutes long, it was from 7:45 to 8 at NIGHT, at that crapper you call a school and that time the area becomes dangerous. So I'm like "Screw you guys, there's no I'm wasting anymore time in that piece of shit you call a school."

In the end I didn't go, I get three phone calls from that captain and a text message saying "Bro, how far away are you?" I don't know why he keeps on referring to every guy as his bro. And that is that. Next day I decided, that's It, let's put behind the past and move on to the future. I did this by removing myself from their facebook group. It feels good, I feel cleansed.

So at the end of the day I have decided to forget about that school and just focus on the life I have right now. At the moment it feels awesome. I'm doing things I never thought I would do when I was in wollemi, I'm meeting some great friends, I have a gay friend and he's one awesome guy and the most important part... I'm happy. I know that i probably should of moved but here's the thing, my parents loved it and when I asked to move, they keep shutting me off. So I basically forced into that "place of education" that "forged the fire." But oh well, It's a new chapter in my life, and that means I have to put the past behind me.

So for one last and final time... goodbye Wollemi College and the majority of people in it. You guys may miss me and the school but i certainly don't miss the majority of you lot. As for the school... You can go fuck yourself!

=) hoping you go bankrupt,

Kevin