Regular visitors to 'The Diary Of Mr Slug Take Two' will no doubt be aware of my negative stance towards education, in particular my previous and upcoming years in sixth form.
Over the past few months, I have found my faith in my own skills and my trust in education to provide an adequate future floundering and, where my views on that are concerned, my stance hasn't changed. I whole heartedly believe that the path through non-compulsory school and towards university is overrated and unessential for a good lifestyle in years to come.
However, I may as well make the most of the resources I currently have. Just last week, if I returned to school early, the point of me being there would be non existant.
It would be a case of 'well I've come this far, let's just get this last sodding year out of the way'
Well, a firm kick up my own arse later and I have convinced myself that I may as well put my entire efforts into getting what I can, qualifications wise. As, while they're not as important to me as they may be to others, it can't hurt to possess them surely. I'm not relishing the prospect of another year at the terribly run sixth form department at my school but, despite the poor surroundings and even poorer big shots that 'run' it, I am going to focus my full potential into it and get what I can out of it. I'm no longer nuts over school so if I fail I'm not going to cry over it.
But at least I will know I have tried.
And if I don't fail? Well, hey, that's just an added bonus.
I won't know if this fresh outlook on the whole situation will come to sufficient fruition to make life at school bearable until next week, but fingers crossed and at least I'm making that effort that I was afraid had vanished into oblivion.