Tuesday, 1 July 2008
I have never hung out with my class much before, but after breaking up I've come to realise that my class is actually pretty dammned cool actually.
Okay, granted, my class is a screwed up class when it comes to results(96% failures in chemistry-A NEW RECORD) but our talents lie elsewhere.
My theory is that results are inversely proportional to the time spent on the basketball court.
Whilst other classes spend the time before after-school lectures revising or doing work, our class is down at the court, most likely playing a hot, sweaty, intensive game of soccer.
And thats cool.
Our class probably has the most life out of all the classes in school. Maybe the lowest grades as well but thats not the point here.
My soccer skills simply can't compare to those in my class, who have lived like this for over a year now. But I'm hoping, over enough the 4 months left before the A levels, that I can improve to at least that standard.
On a side-note, I'm bummed out by the PE for the remaining 5 weeks.
Monday Touch Rugby, Tuesday Softball.
Both are cool games in their own way, but I would much rather play soccer, basketball, hockey or even floorball.
I did manage to score in touch rug but I find the satisfaction of ramming a ball high up into the air to be way more rewarding.