So on Thursday I went back to school, I’m now in year 12 and I was pretty nervous about going back since I’m no longer apart of the main school which just adds to the responsibility of being the eldest in the school. It wasn’t too bad though since I caught up with my friends and the life of a sixth former, is actually pretty good. I like the independence of being a sixth former, the bit of freedom I get by being one and mainly the sense that I am growing up. I’ve also made a couple of new friends which is always nice, so to summarise I’m feeling rather hopeful of the year ahead. I know I only have around two years left of secondary school but I don’t think there’s much point in pondering over the fact, rather I should just live in the moment and work hard day by day, which seems to me an effective plan.