Friday, 13th Feb 2026
[1:10pm]
Here's a diagram of my psych class. We all got put into this new class in September after our last teacher quit to become a train driver (not joking). This was the seating arrangement that naturally formed:
I find it absolutely hilarious how we've all just naturally segrated ourselves into our general demographics. To make it funnier, barely anyone speaks to anyone else outside of their bubble. The only time it's happened was twice, both occasions was a girl asking me something from across the room. Am I the chosen one to bring the tribes together? Maybe.
Another thing I find funny is that it's comical how little I care about psychology (in fact I tried dropping it last year but they didn't let me), yet I know if I tried, i'd be great. I'm pretty good at other things I actually put my heart and soul into. Like music and shit. It's just hard to put your heart into something as soulless as A-level psychology, where you waste 2 years learning how to pass an exam which summarises your intelligence & worth into one of 3 letters. I'm currently on track to get a Z star.
Daniel had a little moan today about people not going to Boost sessions to help up their grade etc etc. He was like "If you want to achieve the best out of your a-level then why aren't you going?"
Well Daniel, I know you mean well and I respect that, but I genuinely don't care about achieving a good grade, and I'm totally apathetic on the matter... Hang me! That's the truth!